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So the other day I hooked up with a guy from Grindr. Typical conversation ’Sup’, ‘You Lookin?’, ‘Ass Pics?’, then a location sent. I was on my way after seeing his pics. About 6’2 muscular but not super bulky and a nice thick 8.5-9” cock. I get to his place and once inside we start making out groping each other. Usually I get a little small talk before getting down to business but this guy clearly needed to fuck. No names no conversation just animalistic lust, which I fully enjoyed. He pushed me down to my knees and I pull down his pants revealing the beautiful cock getting hard right in my face. I start sucking him all the way down giving him the full deep throat experience. I suck him for awhile before he pulls me up and onto his bed. He strips me naked and flips me on my stomach with my ass in the air and he begins eating my hole. And this guys tongue was thick and long like his cock, it felt like I had 5” of tongue wiggling around in my hole, it was amazing! He pulls his mouth away spits on my hole and starts sliding his 8.5” cock inside me. We hadn’t talked about raw but I had a feeling he would want to and since he didn’t say anything I certainly wasn’t gonna lol. He gave a few slow strokes before he really starts pounding away. It wasn’t until he fully mounted me that I put my hands back on his ankles to hold onto him that I felt a little box, I looked down and realized it was an ankle monitor. Which was a first for me and somehow made the whole thing a little hotter lol. After about 20 min of fucking I’m pressed into the mattress with him on top of me when he says he’s gonna cum I tell him to “Breed me” and he says “Yeah here cums another load” I asked if already bred me and he said “About 10 mins ago”. Then he rammed his cock balls deep and bred me. As he was balls deep inside me someone started knocking on his front door. He pulled out and told me to wait in the bathroom. I’m waiting naked in the bathroom for like 5min before he finally comes back and gets me. I go back into the bedroom and there’s another guy standing in the room. I don’t know what to think at first then the new guy starts to unbuckle his pants and I know where this is going and I return to my slut mode and get on my knees and start removing his pants. I’ve never met this guy before and we haven’t spoke but I was about to blow him. He was around 6’ and skinny with some muscle. I start sucking him feeling his cock grow in my mouth. When the host moves us all to the bed with the new guy laying on his back I’m positioned between his legs and the host climbs back on top of me and shoves his cock inside me and resumes his fucking like nothing happened. I’m moaning around the new guys cock as it grows to about 9”. I take a breath and admire this new cock when the host starts blowing the new guy as he continues to fuck me. We switch off blowing the new guy for a bit till the host pulls out and tells me to ride the new guy. I don’t hesitate I get up and sit on the new guys raw cock all the way down reverse cowgirl. Facing away from him just seemed right keeping with the anonymity. After riding him for about 15 mins he grabs my hips and pulls me tight against him and says “Take that load slut”. He pumps in me a few times before he pushes me off and the host pulls me onto his cock and starts rabbit fucking me hard making me moan until the new guy puts his cock in my mouth. I hear the host say “ I love a sloppy slut hole” “ You ready for another load” I say “Fuck yeah!, Breed me, fill me up” he slams deep and unloads in me as he’s making out with the new guy. He pulls out and I turn around and clean his cock then he and the new guy start getting dressed so I got dressed and thanked them both and left. On the drive home I kept thinking about the 3 loads from my ankle monitor host and the 4th load I got from someone my host probably knew, but maybe he didn’t and just didn’t mind sharing me. I wouldn’t have changed anything though getting those loads was so hot. I rode my dildo when I got home working their loads deeper in me as I jerked myself till I came. I hope to meet up with him again and see what other surprise guests show up.

A sharp hissing sound filled the room before the scent of the burning flesh. The rod I held in my kevlar covered right hand pressed onto Brandon's back for not more than a minute. He gasped before the crescendo of cries came, clearly in agony. His eyes however were gleaming in a sort of accomplishment I has once recognized as my own. I know he would go far in the Brotherhood. It's not often that I get hard this long when it comes to new members. Perhaps 2 or 3 initiates have lingered behind my mind throughout the years. Though my recollection of them is now foggy, the intoxicating times that we spent were crystal clear. Brandon definitely deserved to be in that memory chest. I clasped both my hands onto Brandon's back with a wet rag in between to soothe the scar in a straddle. He arched as hard as he could to offer his pulsating hole up to my stiff cock, engulfing the tip of it with a squeeze that yielded me to sink the rest of my shaft into the newly made cunt. I collapsed onto his back with my legs locked onto his with my hands still held on his neck. Skin to skin, we were attached with my long hard erection enveloped within him whole. I made no movement. I was confident that there's more to unravel with this cunt. Brandon showed no signs of slowing down. Still bounded and in heavy huffs, he arched himself up and down. He gyrated himself onto me as my limps clasped onto his tightly. My charged shaft was being stroked from his movements, slowly milking my precum. Though I remained still, it took an enormous mental strength to hold myself from releasing my sacred seed. It wasn't time. We were in this rhythm for almost 20 minutes. I whispered encouragements to him, observing his facial expression with eyes devoid of the person I first saw hours ago. He had been reborn. No more signs of hesitation or uncertainty, his glimmering pupils expanded, showing zero doubt. They contained a look of unwavering dedication to the Brotherhood. My work was almost done. The sweat radiating from both our bodies lessen the friction of my clasp. The more Brandon's back rise up to thrust, the loser my grasp got. It was my turn to take over. I finally threw the rag off to hold his arms wider before sinking down to him with my legs doing the same. He was quick to follow my straddling as a sign to stay still. I reached onto the knots at the edge of the bed with my hands and feet in a pull, tightening the restraints to fully immobilize him. Bodies no longer locked, I stood above to view him again. Here lies a a maverick, in its truest sense who has finally ascended. There was something satisfying in seeing him struggling to move. "Please fuck me again, please I know it's not over yet. Please please" Even his arch failed. Only his fingers and toes wiggled. I leaned down to shut him up with a gag. After closing the loop behind his head, I noticed the outline of his scar forming, compelling me to leave a kiss & a smooch that made Brandon screech. Thanks to the gag, drool poured out from his mouth. I swiftly cupped some of it as a secondary lube to stroke my hard on. Other The final act was about to commence. Rather than putting my weight onto him, I began to squat on his lower back, faced down to his glistening upper back. My cock twitched every time I stare at the insignia scar. I lowered myself down, supporting myself with both arms on the bed before bulldogging into Brandon. I couldn't spare any more time. Dawn was approaching soon. His cunt was warmer than before. It slushed my precum that I cupped to feed Brandon with his wide mouth. I yanked the gag off to let him relish my cum coated palm. I also needed to hear that pleading voice to send me in overdrive. It didn't take long for me to reach it when the moans vocalized itself. Something I failed to mention was how deep Brandon's voice was. It was the most masculine part bout him. The depth of his pitch resonated my eardrums in harmony. "Fuck, I don't think I've ever felt this kind of chemistry with anyone. What a cunt. I assure you that your commitment will be merited. Lose yourself, bitch, don't be shy" My pace increased with his moans. If it weren't for the Brotherhood, I wouldn't have learnt the methods and ways I could achieve pleasure. I wouldn't be able to practice nor promote the progeny required. These were lessons for a special group of men to follow. For instance, it teaches how to remain at the point of no return and why it is important. I was 20 minutes in Brandon. I starred at his eyes while I thrusts into him. Still spun, his ass was no longer tight. Was he to become normal, like the rest?

Part 6 Horse and M showered with me and then gave me a few very full and deep enemas. Between the discomfort and the embarrassment of that, I wasn't really sure what was in store for me. I ached from the bruises all over my body, but my hole didn't hurt, so at least that hadn't been abused....yet. After the shower and enemas, M put a mask or hood over my head. I didn't cover my entire head, just the upper half, but it wasn't like a sleep blindfold either. I was weird, to be honest. I felt soft leather and something very hard go around my neck. "This is your collar, boy." That was Horse. "I'm going to lock this with an allen key, and all you need to know is that no one is taking this off you." I shivered at the thought because if nothing else, I was definitely coming to understand that I would not be leaving this place. With the collar locked in place and sitting very heavy around my neck, I heard and felt something clipped to the front of the collar. The tug told me it was a leash and I started to blindly stumble after it. As M or Horse led me out of the bathroom, the other was close behind me with his hands on my shoulders. "Prez said it before, but I'm telling you again, you don't have a safe word here." This was M in my ear. "You have one purpose here and that's the take or do anything one of us tell you. Prez's word is law, so what he says goes, no matter what. Then it's me and Horse - we're your handlers so our word is law. Then there's anyone else wearing our cut - their word is law. Now, here's what's important for you to know: you can't say no. So if a brother tells you to do something, and it goes against something Prez or Horse or me as told you, then you've got a choice. And it's the only choice you'll ever have in this place. You have to choose which one you obey. And that means you're also choosing which one punishes you. You feel me, pretty thing?" I was fucked. There was no way to wrap my head around this. I was shivering with nerves as we walked through a door. Immediately I could sense it was a wide open space, and it was filled with people. I got catcalls and whistles and heard names like "cum bucket" and "faggot hole" yelled out. Horse tugged on the leash again and I walked forward. Hands touched me, slapped my ass, and one reached out and slapped my balls so hard my knees buckled. Horse didn't stop and I jerked forward trying to stay on my feet while I struggled with that sharp pain that shot up my stomach. We stopped and I stepped right into Horse's back. M caught my shoulders and kept me standing. "Let's get you in place." Horse moved me in front of him and turned me to face him. "Step back 3 steps." I did as I was told. The noise was still going on around me but it was muted, felt like it was drifting off. Horse and M's hands were positioning my arms and legs and pushed me against something padded - I felt it along my back. Restraints were placed around my chest and waist. I felt padded...somethings...get strapped around my thighs. I had no idea what I was getting strapped into. It felt both like a chair and not a chair, since I had nothing to sit on. My arms were secured similarly. "I hope you like your new chair, faggot." This was the Prez in front of me. "We had this specially built, not necessarily for you really, but whoever was lucky enough to end up in our hands." I could hear the sneer in the way he said lucky. "Now, with you all strapped in, let me demonstrate a little here." And demonstrate he did. With some adjustments, I felt the entire contraption come off the wall and dangle me there. He pulled it more and I felt myself be floated out away from the wall. I was left hanging there, trussed up in a floating semi-chair. Prez made some more adjustments and pulled my thighs apart and up, basically leaving me like a suspending frog - with my cock and balls and hole completely exposed and absolutely no way to protect myself. With another adjustment, my knees were pulled up and I tipped back, almost into a sling position. Another adjustment and my arms were stretched out and locked out like on a cross. I hadn't seen this thing, but whatever it was was complicated as hell and my mind raced with how I'd look to anyone seeing me. "What do you think men? You like what I've bought us to play with?" Prez wasn't addressing me, that was for sure. And the sound of noise from the room definitely brought my mind back to the position I was in. The yells, whistles, and pounding on the tables were overwhelming. I was shaking with fear as much as the restrains would allow me. "Now, tonight is claiming. Everyone fucking one of you men need to breed this faggot. And yes, I know most of you aren't into men like that, but this doesn't fucking matter to me. What matters is your load ends up in his cunt. This is for us, to bond, and for this pretty slut to be marked by everyone of us. Now, let me tell you the rules." I was lost in fear. I had no idea how many people were in that room, but it wasn't just 4 or 5. There could've been 10 or 50, and I had no real idea. "Rule 1: you breed this cunt, at least once, and then you use the marker to put your initials across his chest. I WILL make sure in the morning that every one of you has marked him. Rule 2: No hitting or slapping. We already worked him over good on his first night as ours, and I'm not sending him to a hospital. You'll be able to do that once things have settled down. Rule 3: whatever you want to do with his cunt is fine by me. I don't care, and he ain't gonna tell you 'no'. The only caveat to that is, if you break him, tear him to the point of bleeding or whatnot, anyone that hasn't fucked him is going to be fucking the one who broke him. So, keep his hole able to accept all of us, or yours will. Now, any questions?" I was in full blown panic mode. "Please, no....don't...please, I don't want this, please no." Someone clamped their hand over my mouth and I tried to trash my head out from under it. I had two more hands come and pin my head. It was Horse who growled in my ear "shut the fuck up and accept this, or else, I'll take you out back now. And you don't want to go out back, trust me." I was crying and could feel the tears under the mask and starting to slide down my cheeks. "Fine, let's get him started.....gentleman, if you please, let's get him flying". I felt more people around me and then tight bands placed over my biceps. Horse again told me to "stay still", and I did as best I could. I felt the cool swipe of an alcohol pad in my elbows and then two pricks. A moment later, Horse let go of my head and M, I assumed, removed his hand from my mouth. Just then both bands released from my biceps and I was flooded with heat. The metallic chemical taste in my throat has me coughing up a storm and my body felt on fire. I felt a flush rush up my body and then back down to my cock and balls, and into my ass. I was shaking in this trussed up thing and I heard, vaguely through the ringing in my ears laughter from around the room. After a few minutes, I could catch my breath and when I settled, I felt and heard Horse back in front of me "open wide, cunt, you won't need your mouth tonight." With that he shoved in a plug into my mouth and secured it around my head. I hung there, body feeling like I had flames under my skin, my hole was clenching and unclenching like it was missing something. I felt someone in front of me, "Let's truss up this little faggot cock n balls. Won't be no need for these tonight." I felt a string or rope wrap around my tight balls. Whoever pulled them out away from my body and squeezed them painfully. I tried to escape - I moaned in pain around the gag in my mouth, but my brain couldn't process if this was pleasure or genuine pain. "Oh, hear that men....this fucker liked that!" He squeezed them harder again and pulled on them more. He released it. Then he squeezed again, "Let's count boys....1....2...." and then other voices joined in, with each new number, slowly counting up, he tightened the squeeze on my nuts. By 12, I was in so much pain I was wailing behind the gag. By 15, I couldn't even do that, and then he finally let go. I was breathing through my nose, and all the snot and tears like I'd run a marathon. And the laughter and catcalls floated around me. I felt my balls get finally wrapped up in the rope and it wrapped around my soft cock, and the wrap was tight and painful, but still a blessing from the ball crushing pain I'd endured just moments before. Someone was behind me and I felt a small hose slide inside my ass....I felt the wet gush of something and felt it pulse and soak my insides three or four times. I was still so sensitive I tried to wiggle my ass to get more sensation in my hole, but the bands and restraints wouldn't let me move...much. "Look at this...fucking faggot is so turned on he's trying to grind down on the lube gun!" A chorus of laughter went up. And then everyone stepped away. I hung there, body on fire with sensation - my hole was so desperate, my nuts were still on fire, cool air from the room was licking my skin. I could feel the lube running out of my ass. "Already puddling on the floor...imagine how much of that will be cum puddled under him come morning." This was the Prez....his voice was close, and somehow I could sense him walking around me. I was hoisted higher up and then tilted back a bit more. I felt a hot cock at my hole and while my brain wasn't wanting this, my hole was eager for it. I felt it almost "mouthing" at the cock just outside. I heard Prez, I assumed he was going first, messing around with the mechanisms above me and suddenly, I dropped. As I did, his cock bored inside my hole, feeling like it was on fire, and stopped suddenly, bouncing slightly with his cock still inside. I realized briefly that not only was I suspended, but it was on a fucking spring. Chuckling, the Prez gripped the straps across my check and pulled down, bringing me down until his cock was buried to his balls. My hole was on fire, not used to the sudden invasion, but the drugs in my system also made my hole crave more. I could feel the muscles rippling inside my ass as I bounced and slid off his cock and then was yanked back down again. Over and over....my mind drifted away...I could feel the intense pain/pleasure coming from my hole as I floated and bounced on the Prez's cock. I was brought back as I had a flush pass through me coming from my ass and felt myself clinching around him. I heard him chuckle "such a fucking hole, already had a cunt orgasm from his first fuck of the night. He's going to be so fucking ruined!" After a few more thrusts, he pulled me down, yelled and grunted and I could feel his cum filling and coating me. After a minute, he pulled out, and I felt fingers sliding inside me....then it was Horse's voice in my ear, "now let's really get you open". With that, he jerked up and pulled down and buried himself inside. I felt his cock immediately punch through my second hole and I yelped around the gag in my mouth. And he kept going. I don't know how big Horse is, but it didn't take long for my addled brain to realize he'd earned his name honestly. He set up a brutal pace and mixed things up...sometimes he went deep and then just let me up enough so he could just fuck my second hold...other times he's let me bounce up high enough that I'd almost slip off him and then he'd yank me back down filling me balls deep. I floated away again and eventually heard him growl and grunt and felt him blast his load inside me. While still inside me I felt him mark my chest. And then he slipped out. "Grab that and plug him up for a few." I didn't recognize the voice. But I could sense 2 people around me. As a large plug was shoved inside me, making me struggle to take it's widest point, someone called out "Hey Prez, can I work his nuts again?" I trembled realizing this was the man who'd worked them a bit earlier. "Yeah Cage, but remember the rule about breaking him." "No worries, Prez, me and Jeff gonna take real good care of him." The mechanism was locked again and I was shifted a bit more to be vertical. I could sense Cage and Jeff around me....and I heard the slide of chairs near, one in front and one in back. I felt Cage's hands running around my body over my bound cock and balls. Jeff's hands, I'm assuming were running under my thighs and over my ass, brushing against the plug in my ass. Cage wrapped his hands around my bound balls and gently squeezed. At the same time, Jeff nudged against the plug in my ass. Cage's hand tightened and as the pain increased, Jeff was tugging on the plug. Cage got tighter and tighter and then when I didn't think I could take anymore, Jeff pulled the plug entirely out of my ass. This was driving me crazy. I didn't know where the pain/pleasure was going to happen - my nuts or my hole. Jeff was sliding the plug inside me again, and Cage tightened on my balls. This time when the pain in my balls reached a peak, Jeff pushed the widest part back inside me. They repeated this over and over, I was crying again, sobbing behind the mask and through the gag. But Cage and Jeff kept working in tandem. After a few, Cage kept my balls in his hands and Jeff was fucking the plug fulling in and out of my hole; each time the plug went in, Cage gave a brief but intense squeeze. Every time my hole stretched around the fat part of the plug, my nuts shot pain up my spine. Not too long after, they stopped. Chairs were moved, I was repositioned and then one of them fucked into me, bouncing me up and down on their cock. Didn't take long until I felt another load inside me, and another mark on my chest. No sooner than he pulled out, another cock buried inside me. Hands grabbed my balls, and I knew this had to be Cage. He fucked me brutally, and squeezed and let off my nuts as if he didn't want me to have any idea of what was happening. I felt a new surge in my body again and then I flushed and I heard Cage cackle, "HAHAHA! I knew this was a fucking pain fag....he just has another orgasm on my cock with me crushing his nuts! Oh he's gonna be fun to have around!" With that, he let go of my balls, gripped my thighs and blew his own load inside me. Another load, another mark on my chest. Cage pulled around and someone else took his place. This went on a few more time, a few more loads, a few more marks. Some were short affairs - a few pumps and then a load and a mark. Others took their time. After a few, my hole was still on fire, but my body was wrecked. Horse was in my ear again "let's give you a little break, hmm." He stepped back and I felt another plug push inside me. It had to be bigger than the other, since it was a struggle to take, but I figured my hole was too loose for the other one again. With the plug seated, Horse removed the gag from my mouth and I felt a straw get inserted. I sucked and tastes the cool sweetness of orange juice. "We need to keep you hydrated and in place. Just drink what's here and then you can rest for a few." By the time, I finished the juice, I could taste a little something off about it, but I couldn't focus on it. My ass was still on fire and all I wanted to do was drift off. "Such a good little hole for me. You still have a long night ahead of you." And with that, I let myself float away and detach from the noise and men around me.

I'm fairly lean, and was definitely even leaner when I was younger. I have a small reputation here about my ability with depth - taking the full 32" colon python toys and the like. And the great thing about being lean is that when they're about 20+ inches up my hole, you can rest your palm on my stomach and feel the head of the toy through it. Nothing hotter than being plumbed deep while a top pushes on my stomach and growling as he feels the head of the toy fucking deeper inside me.

I initially thought the knock at the door was going to be the host's probation officer. "How to introduce your Grindr trick to your probation officer" likely isn't a self-help/DIY video on YouTube.

Indeed, and Project2025 goes a LOT farther than just these cultural issues. It's basically an outline for hard-core MAGA/fascists to take control of the entire federal government, in perpetuity. Another key thing: they want to end civil service as we know it for every position in federal government where decisions get made, so that anyone - literally anyone - can be replaced by political hacks if he steps out of line of what leadership wants. And they're not shy about it, and it's not just a couple of fringe, nutcase groups pushing this. It's part and parcel of the Heritage Foundation, which is probably the most significant right wing (formerly conservative, but nothing's conservative about it any more). Add in all the Supreme Court decisions they just handed down that neuter the ability of the executive branch agencies to ward off political attacks - and you have the perfect storm if Trump is re-elected. There will literally be NOTHING standing in his way. And the most ominous thing: Project 2025 is calling this a "Second American Revolution" and says it will be "bloodless as long as the left allows it to be." Notice he didn't just say "peaceful" - he said "bloodless". And only if the left rolls over and allows them to seize power. Otherwise, they're basically promising bloodshed. I'm so tired of "both sides" rhetoric from idiots who don't hear what the far right is telling us, in their own words, what's going to happen if they can get Trump back into office.

Here is another quicky on Independance Day... Snif Visit by austinsubmale A few weeks ago I was on that location based app, you know the one I am talking about. It is a map based app where it shows icons of where people are at. I was looking at pics, you click on their icon and their profile pops up. I messaged several guys to say I liked their pics. Most don't respond at all, and some will even block or just delete messages. Most guys on the app are bottoms, but I have my filters set to only show the ones that are very, vers top or top. One guy responded. He asked me if I wanted to come over. He was a black guy and the pic showed a nice big dick. His status was UD+. I said yes and he gave me the address, a seedy apartment complex in a bad neighborhood. I've been there once before. That time I got stood up. I went over and knocked on his door. Hoping this time it would work out and I would get fucked. He answered the door and it was dark inside. He was completely naked and his big, long, thick black dick was already partially hard. I took off my clothes right there near the door and he sat down on his bed. I got on my knees and started sucking him. He turned on a porno of a gangbang scene with several big dicked black guys like him working over a chubby white guy like me. While I was sucking he picked up a glass pipe and fired up a lighter on it. I was worried because I've had bad experiences with tweakers getting "Tina dick" before but as he smoked it he actually got even harder. He didn't offer me any and I wouldn't have taken any but what he does is his business as long as he can fuck. After he was done smoking he told me to get up on the bed, laughing at my tiny white cock. I got up and he positioned me face down, ass up. He lubed up his dick and poured some on my ass then slid a finger and then two inside to get my hole ready. He then slid his dick into me in one slide stretching my hole wide open and probing deep. He really pounded me super hard and fast and it was almost painful at first. The meth he had smoked clearly had him going at hyper speed. He was watching the video and really talking to me as he used my ass and then unloaded in it a couple of times. Telling me to take his hot load. Calling me a worthless faggot. After I left I checked the app and he had blocked me. I logged out and went into anonymous mode so I could see his profile. He had changed his status from UD+ to just Positive. This morning I woke up with fever and chills, and I know exactly why.

Sometimes the desires become too strong to fight. I ended up in a closet riding a guys cock while his girlfriend slept on the couch last week. He shot his load deep, didn't even bother to ask. Two days later I was blowing two guys and they both shot their loads down my willing throat, they never even asked. Another two days later, completely cum addicted, I let a bbc bend me over and break me. He shot two loads deep, never asked. Maybe tonight I'll take another load without my permission. I can tell my body hasn't had enough.

Or was he different? Like the rest of the initiates, his cunt had been made. What follows is a series of rites to determine one's rank within the brotherhood. It is customary for novices to have their rank set by the Brotherhood prior to initiation. A new Brother is expected to obey and respect the regime that has been made specifically for him. I was curious to see the plan set out for Brandon. I came to release my seed into him almost a little before it had been 30 minutes. A feat that I'd say I was proud of given the amount of T I've consumed. A combination of Brandon's voice & the sound of my balls slapping onto him fast tracked my orgasm. The final thrusts leading up to my climax forced out an eruption. A groan so loud that it took me by surprise. I saw the web of veins trickling with sweat from my forehead down to the neck popping. Once my seed was drained, I needed to catch my breathe. All Brandon could verbalize were repetitions of "Fuck" and "Oh My God". I could tell he was satiated from the smirk he held with eyes closed. His lips too were shut but his breathed remained trembling. As soon as the restraints were loosen, I sealed his cunt with another steel plug. I wiped his body with a towel, congratulating him with my arms wrapped in a cradle. It wasn't long before I thoroughly scrubbed him in the shower to also give him a shave. Besides the eyebrows, he was shaved close to completion. Right down to the scalp, not a strand of hair stuck out of his polished head. The Brotherhood requires Brothers to adhere to the rule of maintaining a skinhead for a full year. Its purpose was to facilitate elder Brothers to impart their knowledge at any opportunity when they are in proximity. Novices must acquiesce. Failure to yield would result in rank stagnation. I remember 5 months in as a novice. Fresh & full of high viral load, I was in demand. A monthly gathering had been held in another part of this warehouse. I was still the latest Brother. On a dais, Samael sat on an upholstered chair in the center. Ben stood to his left and Paul, another Brother of equal rank to his right. The rest of us formed a curve that met from one end of the platform to the other, forming a semicircle. The gathering was heading to another direction. It was stricter than the previous ones. It became apparent the moment I felt Samael's gaze and nod. My shoulders were held and pulled up by the Brother to my left and right. I was brought out of the file to face Samael's feet. My knees were on the floor while my chin was right at the edge of the platform. In a jock, my arms were pulled back with a long bar placed in between my wrists and my ankle. It served as a restrain that exposed my hole. The room turned silent when Samael raised his right hand. "Let us remind our younger Brother that there is still...so much more for him to learn, to appreciate the beauty of our beliefs." Paul then spoke a word in Latin followed by another two or three that merged to a chant which brought all the brothers to sing in unison. It was ominous. Though I wasn't touched, I felt tremors. Ben then approached with a box to reveal a gas mask. Right before securing it on my head, we locked eyes. A blank stare of pity that turned to pride when he nodded with a wide smile to the rest of my Brothers. A series of tubes latched onto my mask. Without a warning, smoke started to fill in, forcing me to inhale it to avoid my eyes from stinging. I could barely see Samael above from the smoke. I did catch a glimpse of Paul turning a nozzle that controlled the flow of the amount of smoke entering in me. Once it came to a halt, I was rejuvenated. My hole started to bloom, in and out I feel the inner rings protruding. I knew I had to cunt myself out again. Ben validated my thoughts when he declared the importance of ensuring one's hole was properly cunted. "A fine cunt is when it's not too tight or too loose, like an actual cunt. This novice's hole can do no wrong, it needs a bit of work done first. Brothers, you may proceed. " No brother was left behind. Each of them seized my hole, treating my cunt with spunk. Pulling out was forbidden. Any spillage was either devoured or fed. After my 12th brother had shot his load, I felt the circumference of my hole puffed, highlighting its transformation. By the time my 15th brother started to rim, he couldn't help but to smooch my ass lips that our brothers created. I was indebted to them.

Time to finish the visit to the clinic with a little twist. All these parts have been two pages long, the next part isn't finished yet and it's already six pages long, and more twisted than ever! Haven't really tied the bits together yet, so it may take a few days to get everything right. Be patient, my dear breeders and cumdumps! ❤️ ---------------------------- The exam room door suddenly swung open. - “Wat dis noise?” - “Oh, hey Dimitry!”, said Matt and squeezed the last drops of poz cum out of his cock and into Vince, “You want to have a go at this hole?” - “Yeees…” Dimitry was the janitor of the clinic, and he came to clean the room. He was probably in his late fifties, with thinning hair and a porn stache. His blue coveralls did a poor job of hiding his round belly. He stepped up to my husband as Matt was pulling out and moving away. He opened button after button until he got down to his cock, then he pulled his arms out and let the coveralls fall onto the floor. He wore nothing under it, and his hairy shoulders along with his big round hairy stomach was exposed for all of us to see. There was something incredibly sexy about this man, not in an attractive way, but in a pure animalistic sex way. Under his belly his cock stood out, already rock hard. It was maybe 20 cm, thin at the head and base, but very thick in the middle, even thicker than Eddies. It reminded a lot of a large butt plug we had at home. It was also bent upward in such a way that the tip hit the underside of his belly. Had he been slim, it would’ve stood straight up. He approached my husband who was looking at him with anticipation, still hazy from the gas, holding his legs and exposing his sloppy hole. Dimitry used his right hand to aim his cock at Vince’s hole and used his left hand to lift his belly up so that it wouldn’t be in the way of the penetration. He didn’t lube up, or even spit on his dick, he just shoved it in all the way in one go, causing my husband to gasp for air and turn his head to me with a look of despair and screamed “MORE GAS! NOW!”. Dimitry let go of his stomach, leaving it to rest on top of my husband’s hard cock, grabbed his ankles and started pounding away at a quick pace. He was not there to make love; he was there to get a load out of his balls. I gave the gas mask to Vince who quickly put it over his face and took a deep breath. With every movement Dimitry’s belly squashed and rubbed my husband’s cock, effectively jerking him off, and it only took about 20 seconds until he started blasting his neg load all over himself and on the underside of the big belly of the janitor. I scooped some up with my hand and tasted what could possibly be the last negative load to come out of the man I loved so dearly. - “Nesty feggot…”, Dimitry said and looked at me with disgust, then started pumping harder and a few seconds later he let out a deep growl as he shot his load deep inside my husband. Eddie and Matt cheered and complemented the janitor on a job well done. Anthony just sat at his stool looking shocked but seemingly enjoying the show as his long cock stood straight up. Dimitry just grunted and pulled his coveralls back on, not even wiping off his cock or the cum that was dripping from his belly. - “I clean room later yees, okeey, bye…”, he said as he exited the room and closed the door behind him. Vince felt his wet hole and noticed cum and blood leaking out. He tried to push as much of it as possible back inside and close his hole, but it didn’t seem to work. He was just so full of cum. He stood up on wobbly legs and supported himself on the bed while trying to regain composure. Matt came up and hugged him from behind, pushing his hard cock against Vince’s hole. - “No, no more! I just can’t take any more cock, not today! But DAMN we must set up a party like this when the STI is gone! For now, I think I’m going to need a fucking diaper…” Matt looked a bit disappointed, so I just turned my ass towards him and wiggled, something that did not go unnoticed as I had him balls deep inside me not even two seconds later. I bent over the bed and motioned to Anthony who was sitting on the other side to come closer. He presented his cock to me, and I started sucking. - “Okay guys, last loads of the day, we need to close up here before the guards start patrolling the clinic.”, Eddie said as he stood next to Matt and started frantically jerking his cock. Matt fucked me harder and faster, and Anthony fucked my throat as if his life depended on it. My eyes were watering from the abuse of my sensitive throat. Eddie was the first to cum, and he shot his load over Matt’s cock, lubing it up and making it slightly easier to take that huge member up my ass. Anthony then shot his load down my throat, making me cough, which in turn made my sphincter clench around Matt’s cock, massaging it even harder and causing him to blast the last load of the evening into my now extremely sore ass. Well, almost the last, I was still hard, so I just pulled myself off Matt and walked over to my husband who had sat down on a chair after laying down a protective layer of paper on it, then I shot my load in his mouth. I know he loves it and he always swallow every drop. We all pulled out of each other and got our clothes back on while catching our breaths. - “I have one last gift for you guys”, Eddie said as he opened a cupboard and took out a cardboard tray with two syringes filled with a yellow liquid, and a small paper bag. - “Antibiotics! I had a look in the microscope after you left Jay, and it was clearly Gono, so I’ll just treat you right away. Now pull those pants back down and show me your asses, one more load to be injected!”, he joked, referring to the medicine. - “Anthony, did you get treatment earlier today or should I go and make a batch for you too?”, Matt said. - “No, I’m done already, thanks though…” - “Great! Guess I should whip some up for Dimitry thou… Oh well, I’ll deal with that when I see him.” Vince and I lined up next to each other, bent over the bed and presented our leaking cum-filled holes to the doctor. The penetration of the needle was not as pleasant as his cock, but mere seconds later both our right butt cheeks where injected and we were on our way back to health. - “The bag contains Doxycycline to use as PeP, just follow the 1-2-3 rule; on one occasion, take two of those within three days of being sluts, and it’ll lower the risks of having to come back here because of simple STI’s. The next time you come back here I hope it’s because of something a lot more permanent.”, Eddie said with a devilish smile. “That said, we need to set up a proper party in a few weeks’ time, if we didn’t succeed today.”

If the R's keep the House, take the Senate and the Presidency, so are a lot of us, including you.

The only way to stop this is to VOTE!

John Oliver does a great job of deconstructing project 2025, and we get to laugh simultaneously.

You are, literally, fucking someone up the ass! What do you think might happen sometimes!?...Even the best bottoms who have cleaned the holes out like a maid with OCD has cleaned a house twice can have a "brownout" sometimes! ...you take a moment to clean up and then resume...if you can't handle it fuck a fleshlight!

Wow, OP was nine years ago, kinda cool to revisit the discussion. First off, i thoroughly agree that "judgements are not the solution." i think such judgements are often based on unsubstantiated bias. Life is so damned complex, we know so very little. i've had a few thousand cocks inside of me so far in this life (i cannot account for former lives lol), and i can count on one hand the number of times a condom was involved. i watched my oldest brother die a horrible death from AID's during the 80's, and it didn't really even pause my pursuit of Men or Their desire and need to cock me. i also, cannot account for my own need/desire to connect or bond fully with a Man where He leaves some physical part of Himself inside of me, but i do not see that as that much different than "chasing." Yeah, it does have the added element of acknowledging a virus, but i don't really see it as all that different from receiving any Man into me Who expresses need or desire to penetrate and seed me? To me, it's a pretty narrow distinction, and seems to have a lot of similar driving components behind it. When i first started this post, i was neg. With @tallbtm encouragement, i went to get prep and discovered i was poz when getting tested for it. i immediately went on meds and have been undetectable since. i still advocate for PrEP, but feel no judgment for those who opt out. i do think it's the better way to go, but i also like prime rib and eat it even though i know it'll give me vascular disease. And, i think all of us can identify similar choices, so who is really in the superior position to judge?

Surprise! You get another one right away! 😘 ------------------------------------------ We regained our balance, and I hugged Eddie hard from behind, my cock still lodged inside him. We all looked at each other, smiled and started laughing from the intensity of it all, and the somewhat absurd situation we were in. - “Wow, this is one hell of a clinic!”, Vince said, smiling from ear to ear. - “It sure is baby. I got the same very warm welcome earlier today.” - “That explains the wet stains I saw in your underwear earlier…”, he said and winked at me. - “Yeah, they gave me a few loads. I’m surprised I’ve been able to hold them in all day.” - “Don’t forget the load you swallowed at your subway station.”, Anthony said and smiled as he pulled his cock out of Vince while milking out the last drops of cum. - “The what now?”, Vince said looking surprised. - “I’ll tell you later…”, I said, pulled out of Eddie and sat down in a chair catching my breath. - “Uhm, I haven’t cum yet!”, Matt said and flipped Vince over on his back, pulled him to the edge of the bed and adjusted the height so that he could fuck him in the perfect angle. - “Also… I have a really dirty, nasty, kinky, surprise for you if you want it, Vince.”, he continued and walked over to a cupboard. He opened it and took out a vial of blood. - “This is some really potent poz blood that a colleague of mine took from one of his clients earlier today. I want to fuck it into your ass. Deep into your ass. Do you want it?”. Anthony looked at the vial with hunger in his eyes while giving it a little shake, jerking his huge cock with his other hand. Vince looked at me, looking a bit scared but also excited, as if to get my approval. I quietly nodded to him and licked my lips. My cock was getting hard again, and I was again feeling a bit jealous, wanting Matt to fuck that poz blood into me as well. Vince turned to Matt again: - “Yes. Do it. Fuck me with that poz blood! Fuck it in me deep! Split me open with that huge cock and rub my insides with that poz blood, massaging it into me, making it enter my bloodstream and be a part of me forever!” Vince seemed manic. His eyes wide open and his gaze intense. I had never seen him like this before and it was a bit scary. He was usually very quiet and timid, but the lust had made him change into a predator, hungry for cock, hungry for poz loads, hungry for the virus. Matt lifted Vinces’ ass up as high as possible, pulled the cork out of the vial with his teeth and inserted the open end in Vinces’ ass. The red liquid flowed into him and soon the vial was empty, save for some residue on the inside of the glass. He pulled it out and Vince clenched his ass as hard as he could to make sure nothing leaked out as he was lowered back onto the table. Matt threw the empty vial on the bed and positioned his huge cock at Vinces’ opening, ready to enter. I picked up the vial and poured one last drop of blood onto my finger, then promptly stuck that finger inside me to at least get a small sample of what my husband was getting. Before returning the vial to the table next to the bed, I looked a bit closer at the label. It had a biohazard symbol, the letters HIV+, and a name. It said “Anthony”. Shocked, I looked at Anthony and said: - “Did you know?”, then I handed the vial over to Anthony who looked at the label. - “No! What the fuck! I was wondering why they took so much blood from me! Do you do this to all your patients?” - “Just the cute ones.”, Matt said, smiled and rubbed his pre-cum over Vinces’ hole. - “I guess you’re Anthony then?”, Eddie said and stuck his hand out to greet him. - “I am. Nice to meet you. We didn’t really have time to get introduced as I was in a hurry to unload…”, Anthony said with a laugh. Anthony, Eddie and I sat down on the chairs, jerking our cocks to enjoy the show. Matt asked Vince if he was ready, and as Vince nodded, he started to push himself into my husbands’ blood and cum filled hole. Vinces’ eyes rolled back into his head with pain, as Matts’ beer can thick cock started to rip into him. Matt didn’t stop. He wanted to tear up Vinces’ insides so that the blood and the poz loads would be able to enter him without any resistance. Vince, however stoic, was showing signs of intense pain, and tears were starting to roll from his eyes. I pulled my chair up closer, took his hand, kissed his tears away and said: - “You can do it baby! It’ll soon be over! I love you so much!” - “I can’t! The pain is just too much!”, he cried. “But I want it so fucking bad. I need it! You must finish inside me, but the pain! You’re a doctor, can’t you just sedate me or something?”, he continued. - “Eddie? What to you think?”, Matt said, looking at the doctor, still fucking Vince without missing a beat, not giving a fuck about the pain he was inflicting. Eddie got up from the chair, still naked and with his hard cock dripping pre-cum. He walked over to a cabinet and took out a gas mask attached to a tube, then connected the tube to a thing in the wall and turned a knob. Gas started hissing out. He put the mask to his own face first, took a deep breath and wheezed “Fuck, I love this…”, then put his cock in the mask to smear his pre-cum on the inside before putting it over Vinces’ mouth and nose. - “This will make the pain go away and will make you want even more than you’re already getting. Take deep breaths!” Vince took deep breaths and soon he was starting to relax and really enjoying the ride, moaning and begging for more. Doctor Eddie, riding on his nitrous high, opened a bag he had under his desk and pulled out a big butt plug that he placed on the chair and then sat down on with a moan. He watched Matt fucking Vince while jerking off. Vince reached up to Matts’ nipples and started pinching them and told Matt to squeeze his balls. Matt was taking his time, and Vince was getting impatient. His begging turned to shouting demands at Matt; “HARDER! DEEPER! FASTER! SQUEEZE MY BALLS HARDER! BREED ME! POZ ME!”. The nipple pinching turned to violent squeezing and twisting, and Matt was squeezing Vinces’ balls hard, trying to return the pain that he was getting. We onlookers could tell that Matt was hurting quite a bit. Matt put himself into an even higher gear and pounded away with all he had until he exploded inside Vince with a roar that could surely be heard through the entire building. He was shaking, as load after load was pumping out him and into Vince. For a moment I thought he was going to pass out as he looked pale and almost blue in the face, but after a few deep breaths he returned to pink and steadied himself. Vince pulled the gas mask off and let it fall to the floor, then took some deep breaths of fresh air to return to normal. - “That was fucking incredible. But don’t pull out yet, I don’t think I can close myself up just yet! I don’t have control over my hole.”, he said. - “If I could I’d stay in you forever. Your ass is incredible!”, Matt said lovingly.

Not sure what's gotten into me, but theres a lot more of this story coming out of me now! Enjoy another chapter! And there's lot's more to cum! ---------------------------------- We arrived at the clinic five minutes before the appointed time. Vince announced his arrival with the receptionist, and we all sat down in the sofas in the waiting room. Anthony had accompanied us, wanting to see the action for himself, but since Vince had no idea what was going to happen it was under the pretence that we were all going for dinner after his appointment. 18.45 passed and the clock approached 19.00 when the clinic would close. 18.59 Matt arrived in the waiting room, calling Vinces’ name and apologizing for the delay. We all stood up, as if we were all going to the exam room, but Matt quickly motioned for us to sit down. - “Oh, you brought company? You can just wait here, no problem. If someone asks you to leave because we’re closing, just say that Matt said it was ok for you to wait here.”, he said and winked at me, flashing a cheeky smile. They left us there, went to the exam room and closed the door behind them. - “That’s weird, aren’t we going to get to see the show?”, Anthony asked. - “Knowing Matt and seeing that wink I suspect they have some kind of plan laid out already.”, I said and grabbed my stiffening cock. A few minutes later my phone rang. A FaceTime call from Matts personal mobile phone. I picked up and looked at the screen while moving closer to Anthony so he could see as well. On the screen was Matt, smiling and holding a finger over his lips to let us know we should be quiet. I muted the microphone as Matt positioned his phone so that we could see everything that was going on in the exam room. As I realised what was about to happen, I started a screen recording of the video call, then took out my Bluetooth headphones, inserted one in my ear and gave the other to Anthony so we could both hear what was going on in there. Vince was laying on his side on the exam bed, pants down by his knees with his beautiful hairless ass exposed to Doctor Eddie who was sitting on a stool behind him. - “Ok, it’s going to feel a bit cold now from the lube, I will start by taking the rectal samples.”, Doctor Eddie said as he inserted the lubed plastic speculum into Vince. He pulled out the plug and a gush of semen flowed out of it, but Eddie was prepared and managed to catch it all in a plastic mug. - “Wow, that’s a lot of cum in your ass. You’ve had fun apparently! Don’t worry, I will put it all back once I am done with the samples.” Vince tried to turn his head, I could tell that he was surprised by what the doctor said, but he quickly relaxed back down on the bed. Eddie took the samples, then pushed Vince onto his stomach and poured the cum back in through the speculum. Matt silently snuck up behind Vinces’ ass and looked straight into the phone camera as he opened his mouth and tilted his head back, allowing Eddie to pour the last drops of cum into his mouth. Eddie then pulled the speculum out and placed it in Matts mouth, as if he was some kind of equipment holder. Matt just smiled and gave us a little show of how much he enjoyed thoroughly cleaning the cum of it with his tongue. - “There you go, all the cum back where it’s supposed to be.”, Eddie said and gave Vince a light slap on the butt. Eddie hesitated for a second, but I could see the lust in his eyes as he gave in to his desires, placed one hand on each of my husband’s cheeks, pulled them apart and dove into it sticking his tongue as far up in his ass as he possibly could. Vince moaned and pushed back, now becoming fully aware of how great this clinic was. Eddie was eating him lustfully while pulling Vinces pants of completely, then moving on to shedding his own clothes. Matt had already stripped off all his clothes and moved into position in front of Vince. I thought he was going to face fuck him, but instead he turned his ass towards Vince who immediately started eating him out. I don’t think I’ve ever had Vince eating my ass, so I felt a bit jealous about that. Anthony and I were still in the waiting room and getting incredibly uncomfortable with our rock-hard cocks still contained in our pants. We wanted nothing more than to join in and see the show up close, or at least let our monsters out so they could breathe properly, but we understood that it would look a bit weird to the other staff if we entered an exam room that was occupied. Or if we were masturbating in the waiting room for that matter. The ass eating session in the exam room went on for five minutes and then Eddie climbed on top of Vince and inserted himself. Vince moaned loudly as Eddie slid his hard cock over his prostate. Matt turned around and started face fucking my husband, smiling to the camera knowing that we were watching everything. He looked at his watch and signed to the camera by tapping the watch and holding up five fingers. Five more minutes I guessed it meant. - “Hello there, we’re closing up the clinic now, who are you waiting for?”, a female nurse said, surprising us as we were completely focused on the phone screen. We awkwardly adjusted ourselves, trying to hide our boners. - “Oh, uhm, yes, my husband is in with Doctor Eddie. Matt said it was OK for us to wait here. They should be done soon.” - “Alright then, I know they were running a bit late, so I guess that’s fine. I’ll just lock up here and head on home, Matt will let you out then. Bye now!” The nurse left and locked the front door behind her. We were all alone at the clinic along with the guys in the exam room. I immediately grabbed Anthony’s cock, he grabbed mine and we started rubbing each other. - “Can we take them out now, what you think?”, he said - “I guess so…”, I replied as I opened his pants, took out his cock and sucked up all that delicious poz pre-cum that was flowing out of him. It didn’t last long until we were both completely naked in the waiting room, sucking and jerking each other off while watching and hearing my husband getting split roasted by the doctor and the nurse in the room next to us. Both Anthony and I had to stop each other from touching our cocks as we were so fucking close to coming. The whole scene was just too hot to watch, and we didn’t want to waste our loads. The sounds and the quickening pace of Doctor Eddie made it obvious that he was getting close, and within 10 seconds he was roaring as he dumped his load deep into my husband. Matt motioned to the camera that we should come in. We entered the exam room just as Eddie was pulling out. Anthony couldn’t last another second and literally ran up to Vince, jumped on top of the table just as his cock started spewing its load. The first rope landed over Vinces’ hole, but the following were planted deep inside. Even though I wasn’t even touching myself I could feel the point of no return moving closer and closer. Anthony needed to finish quickly, or I would be blasting all over the floor! The solution to the problem however was named Eddie, as he backed himself up on my cock making me explode inside him before even being halfway in. The orgasm was so intense that my vision blacked out for a second, and my legs gave way and I stumbled into a position of hanging over the back of Eddie.

I try to be as rational as I can. There are several supposed reasons why someone chases. Sense of community? Taking destiny under control? Liberation from anxiety and stress associated to STI probability? Or even a sort of biological connection among people living the same experiences. Last but not least, the toxic masculinity associating the man's identity to someone whose penis changes others' life permanently - being it pregnancy or HIV, a sort of "super-power". Then homophobia and stigma which always consider you to be destined to HIV and death, and you try to have that under your control. They're assumptions and everyone has their reasons, but I think that as far as you fly with fantasy, there's no harm. If fantasy then turns into desire (I mean wanting to make it concrete), judgments are not the solution. I've honestly spent years wondering why I have this fantasy; in the end I decided to embrace it as it is without any longer questions.

I make a point of telling new/potential bottoms that while I prefer a "clean" hole (in terms of feces, not cum), if "shit happens," I'm not going to freak out. The hole that we both derive pleasure from has a primary function unlrelated to the pleasure that we're enjoying... Because I have numerous food sensitivity/constipation issues, I have a douche attached to my shower. Co-ink-a-dick-tally, bottoms can take advantage to refresh or even clean themselves.... 😉

Brandon being almost as tall as I was didn't make it difficult to attach his limbs at the edges. I knew the length I was used to would be the same. His ass now spread wider, I can see the tight puckered hole contracting and expanding with my precum dripping out more than before. I had underestimated myself. Seeing his buns jiggle from the slap I gave inspired a series of several more that left Brandon to moan differently. Of course, I had to finger him to know how much of my precum was in him. His insides were warm with its texture like velvet. I was impressed at how tight he still was when I felt his grip as I pulled out to offer a taste. Like a thirsty bitch he slurped, expecting more. A testament to how cum craved he was. I continued to collect my precum out of him. Impatient, I dived to eating his hole out, sucking it in hopes of easing it for what's coming. Though I rarely kiss the initiates, it would be a transgression to waste cum in the brotherhod. My lips met Brandon's with my tongue pushing my runny fluid into him without a protest. He lapped the outline of my mouth to savour the most of it. In vain, he tried to reach up to my mouth again as our lips parted when I stood, salivating for more. I stared down to the desperate look he gave, panting with the last drops of precum I fed dripping down both sides of his chin from the edge of his mouth. I held his head with my thumbs brushing it back in. "Don't you worry, I got you." He nodded silently, signalling gratitude. It wasn't enough for me. Still cradling his head with the palm of my right hand, I pulled it off to give him a light slap. "What do you say?" "Thank you" "You're very welcome" Brandon's hole now 'clean', it was time. 6 different toys were taken out from the bag. 3 butt plugs, 2 beads and 1 dildo that was as long as a wine bottle with the girth of a can. All in full steel. I decided on the first plug and placed the rest in each cells of the pentagram that was carved under the mattress. One of the 5 candles at each point were lit & I dipped the first plug in a jar of cum that the Brotherhood contributed. Before inserting, I sprinkled a pinch of T to freshen him up. He was starting to get quiet. Slowly his hole was intruded by the cold, steel glazed bulb that brought his loud screech back. The moment his rectum took it in, I heard a long sigh. I stood up to view the base of the plug in between his peachy buns slowly bouncing itself up and down to match his inner contractions. It wouldn't be long til his deep breaths returned back to the hungry huffs and pants I had earlier heard. When half the candle turned to wax, it was time to move on. Brandon screamed his loudest when the plug was pulled out. A scream of relief with a lasting yearn. The plug wasn't glossy as before, indicating how absorbent his hole was. I could see how spun Brandon was again with the sweat he produced. I pulled his long fringe back to the back of his head in a clip and wiped his face. I still had compassion. His hole was wide open, far from closing up in its contraction. It was now blooming. The beads were next. 7 balls with size starting as small as a golf ball to a softball. Brandon diligently took each ball without a flinch until the last. It posed a challenge. He moaned louder as I introduced the final sphere into him. His hole enveloped a quarter of it before we came to a halt. "Breathe slowly. Believe in your calling. Know what you were made for. Go on.." Dead silence with only the sound his sweat drops, Brandon quietly inhaled as much as he could to allow the ball in, swallowing itself from my push. The sight of the loop curving itself was perfect. The beads were in him til the rest of the candle finished burning. The pure bliss he felt from the beads ceased when I pulled out the largest ball. Gradually the 3 balls were pulled out of him with moans that made my cock twitch. I enjoyed the spun sounds that Brandon made. It kept me hard. The change of his pitch in his moans and the rapid pantings he produced were music to me. I pulled the last 4 instantly to hear the loud tune of his cries. "How are you feeling?" "FF--f-fucking great please fill my hole, please.." The trembled stuttering voice caused my rock hard cock leak. I had to properly breed him. My plunge into him was smooth like butter thanks to his loose hole. I rammed rougher with a kind of vigour I didn't know I had. It was crucial to hear his yelps in rhythm with my charged load building itself up. The louder it was, the closer I got. "Are you ready? Tell me you want it, prove it!" "I fucking want it please, I surrender myself to you, make me your sacrifice, give me your seed I fucking beg you" It was the longest string of sentence I've heard from him since the 2nd booty bump. He shouted it clear with conviction, full consciousness. Unable to hold it any longer, I clasped onto his back as I release the potent life changing load into Brandon, losing track of the number of ropes I had came in him. Was it 6? 8? The orgasm was long and intense. I held onto him for a while, sensing my seed leaking. I popped in the other butt plug. "T-t-thank you..." "We're only halfway done bitch." I stood back to the sight of his back glistening from the light of all the newly lit candles surrounding us. Perhaps it was time to brand him. It would be less painful either way in this state. That was what I had experienced. I headed to the stove with the iron rod displaying the insignia. Waiting it to heat up, I placed my hand to feel the back my neck, tracing the shape of the pentagram scar I received more than a decade ago. As I checked for the iron glowing, I fully see that it was actually a sigil of baphomet. I rushed to turn my back into a mirror to inspect myself. It was there. I could feel the outlines of the figure protruding out my skin. It didn't take long for the rod to be red-hot. I had to mentally prepare myself from not coming again from Brandon's screams.

My boyfriend and I had been together since highschool. We were each others first everything. While we went long distance for college, since he wanted to go to school in New York and I didn’t, we had moved in together after graduation a few months ago. Everything was going pretty well, Martin did like to go out to the bars a lot but that never bothered me I was confident in our relationship if he went all of college without cheating there was no way he was going to start now. On Thursday night as I was sliding the condom on my average if a bit skinny five inch cock Martin spoke up. ”Would you want to come with me and some of my friends to this gay bar tomorrow night. I’ve never been and it sounds really fun” ”I don’t know” I replied “ I’ve never loved gay bars or bars in general” “Oh come on chris please I don’t want to have to go home alone since all my friends are single” ”fine I’ll go” I relented as I pushed into Martins hole. He released a light moan as I began to pound into him. Martin had always been the bottom even though he had a far bigger cock. He tried to fuck me once but it was way too big to fit. Now he kept his cock in a cage. He had since his sophomore year of college he always said it let him focus on his ass. I had asked where he got the idea and he always avoided the question. He had gotten several tattoos during his time in college as well. He had a lock tattooed right above his penis as well as the word pig tattooed on his asscheek. Right now I was looking at the biohazard tattoo he had right above his ass. I had asked what these tattoos mean but he always just said he liked them. I shot my load into the condom after about 4 minutes then laid down and went to sleep as Martin cleaned up. The next day after work Martin and I were getting ready for the bar. As I was putting on a pair of jeans I saw Martin put on a tiny bright red thong I’d never seen before. “Did you get a new thong” I asked “No I’ve had it for a while” he responded as he slid into a pair of leather pants. “Hmm I’ve never seen it” “Oh I guess I’ve never had a reason to wear it around you” he said I was wondering what that meant as I made us drinks before we left. Both Martin and I would be called twinks. I had very little hair naturally and Martin was always waxed. We met up with Martins friends outside the bar. They were a pretty standard group of young gays who I’d met once or twice. The bar was called the bloody scorpion. As we got the the front Martin hugs the bouncer who whispers something in his ear before slapping his ass and sending him on in. “ I thought you said you had never been here before” I asked Martin as we walked into what seemed like a locker room. “ I haven’t I just know Greg” he responded as he slid off his jeans. “Why are you getting undressed” I asked “Oh did I forget to tell you oops this bar is clothing optional” “Yeah you forgot” I said shitily as I stripped to my plain white boxers We went up to the bar to order drinks and Martin gave the bartender a peck on the lips as we got there. I was fuming when he handed me my drink and drank it down quickly. After finishing my drink I hear a deam voice yell “hey there’s my boy” and turn to see a near god of a man. He was probably 6’4 with a thick well muscled body that was covered in thick hair. He wore only a white jock that barely contained his massive bulge. He had a thick chain around his nick and a well kept brown beard. I was surprised when he walked up to Martin and took him in a hug grabbing his ass in the process. I tried to stand up to say something but I suddenly felt really light headed. I decided to sit back down and have another drink while Martin cuddled up with the mystery man to my right. After finishing my second drink I was feeling really drowsy when I heard moaning to my side I looked over and see my boyfriend Martin bent over the bar getting fucked by the stranger. I stand up to punch the dude but get pulled away by Greg the bouncer. He dragged me into a back room and threw me down on the couch. “ look asshole I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but nobody fucks with the boss and his boy” he yelled at me “His boy?” I slurred back “ Martins my boyfriend” “Oh now I see” he said seeming to calm down “ my bad man I get that it’s probably hard to see your boyfriend getting breed but you shouldn’t get jealous like that” Greg sat down on the couch next to me “ look I know after two shoots of g your probably horny as hell but if the boss hasn’t bred you yet the attacking one of his boys isn’t going to make him.” “What the hell are you talking about I don’t want him to fuck me” I slurred out again. Confused about everything he was saying as my head felt foggy “ there’s no need to be ashamed man you already recognized that your boyfriend needs true fulfillment from the boss now every thing else is easy.” He said soothingly “ I didn’t recognize shit” I yelled back “Shh it’s ok how about I breed you tonight so you don’t feel left out I know I’m not as good as Bo’s but I’m still pretty good.” I tried to protest but there was suddenly a bottle of poppers under my nose and my protests fell away. I felt Greg pick me up like I was nothing and bend me over the couch. I heard my underwear get torn in the back and while I expected him to slowly open me up as I was still an anal virgin he slammed into me full force. My dry hole burned as he forced what felt like a horse cock into my virgin hole. It felt like I was being torn in two as Greg pounded into me. I felt myself losing consciousness as I looked over at the door and see Martin standing there nude with cum dripping down his legs and what looks like a crack pipe in his mouth

It has been a while since I posted a story so here is a quicky... Another Bookstore Visit by austinsubmale I went to the adult bookstore again the other day. When I got there I chatted up the lady at the counter a bit like usual then I went into the video booth arcade. There weren't many people there, but there was a guy in one of the back booths. He was sitting on the bench stroking his dick and when I stuck my head in he told me to come in and suck his dick so I got on my knees and took his dick in my mouth and I sucked him until he shot his cum down my throat. His cum was tangy as his dick pulled back across my tongue. Then he got up and left. I went to another booth and got on my phone and opened a location based app, you probably know which one I am talking about. Pretty soon a guy messaged me and said he was on his way to the bookstore. I was excited when I saw on his profile that his status was "Positive". When he pulled into the parking log he messaged me again and asked me what booth I was in. I messaged back #7, my lucky booth. Pretty soon he came into the booth with me and we both got undressed. I was sitting on the bench and I sucked him until his dick was hard. It was much larger than the previous guy's dick. I was definitely looking forward to this. He told me to bend over against the bench and then he slid his big dick into my hole until he was balls deep. Then he pulled almost all the way back out and then back in. It felt so good. He really pumped me hard and then he got faster then stopped and I could feel his dick pulse. He held there for a while then started moving again. I could feel it rubbing my prostate. He pounded me good and then came again. He pulled out, wiped his dick on a towelette I gave him and then he left. I could still feel it in my ass as I put my clothes on and then I went to another booth, a dark one with a glory hole. I got down on my hands and knees and waited at the glory hole until a dick was pushed through. I licked the head and then sucked on it. While I was doing that a guy came into the dark booth with me. He felt my butt and I kept sucking the dick through the glory hole. Then he fingered me but I kept sucking as I felt his cock head slide up and down until it found my hole and pushed in. He fingered my ass then put his dick in, he had lubed up his fingers and my hole. It was a pretty good sized dick but it didn't hurt. He fucked me for a while then he came too, whispering in my ear to take his hot load. The guy with his dick in the glory hole also came and I swallowed it down. After that I got dressed then went to the theater room. A very thin guy was fucking a black guy with dreads on one of the back futons when I got there. He was really fucking hard and fast. I got undressed again and got down on the futon with my ass up. When the top guy pulled out he had a very long dick, probably 10"+ and it was still hard. He saw me with my ass ready and he got behind me and mounted my ass and he pawed at my man tits as he pounded me super hard and fast like the other guy. It hurt a little. He didn't last long, maybe 5 minutes before he came again, filling my hole with another load. He slapped my ass and called me a slut as he pulled out. The black guy with the dreads then got behind me and took his turn on my ass. His dick wasn't as long but it was super thick and really stretched my hole wide open. I didn't really mind but I was getting a little sore by the time he came and pulled out. My hole didn't close up right away and I could feel it leaking down my leg a little. He told me that both he and the guy who had been fucking him were poz and not on meds and I probably would be poz now too. I could still feel the charged loads in my ass all the way home. I can't wait to go again.

“Oh GOD I’ve missed this cock daddy!!” I wailed as my top relentlessly hammered into my ass. Flat on my back he held my ankles and spread my legs wide, I groaned and held onto his ass with one hand and stroked his chest with the other. I played with with nipple and traced my fingers down his powerful body, coming to rest on the biohazard tattoo on his hip. He smirked and spit into my open mouth. I swallowed greedily. “Yea that’s right baby, take that big poz cock, you like that? Better than your boyfriend’s?” My own big dick got painfully hard at this, but nobody moved to touch it. My dick didn’t matter tonight. I wondered briefly if it ever would again. “Fuck yes daddy poz my ass!! It was the first time I had said this. It was a long time coming. We had met years earlier on Grindr. He was poz, I was on PrEP, we fucked a bunch and it was always amazing. I was twinkier then. Slender and toned with a thick 8.5” dick and a tight ass both of which got me lots and lots of attention. I was immediately attracted to him, 10 years older than me and my height but had about 50 pounds on me. He had thick muscled arms and legs, a big chest, and a bit of a gut. A man who liked to workout and eat. My kind of man. Of course what really got my attention was his 9” dick - long and straight and perfectly thick. I was taking a lot of dick back then so I could take him no problem, for me, that was boyfriend dick. We used condoms at first, his choice. Then one night he asked me if I prefer it bare. Without thinking I said yes. He slid into me raw and we never looked back. He fucked me regularly for 3 months. I was vers but he never showed an interest in bottoming and I never wanted to top him. I loved his dick too much. Then the unthinkable happened, unthinkable to me anyway. I met a boy. We fell in love. And within a few weeks I went from being sluttiest guy any of my friends knew to being a one man man. My boyfriend is adorable. A tight bodied little blond twink with perfectly proportioned muscles and an entirely adequate dick. Not that he used it much. He was a total bottom. And we were happy for a long while! But 5 years on and my gaze was starting to wander. I hadn’t been fucked since the last time poz daddy dropped a load up me, and I was getting the itch. At 29 my body had changed a bit. More of a twunk now, I spend a lot of time at the gym. Firm pecs, a flat stomach, round tight ass, powerful legs and arms. I have a little chest hair and light dusting around my hole. My boyfriend worked in finance and was getting pretty senior. He came home one night and said that he’s been asked to set up a new satelite office. In Singapore. He would be gone four months. I wish I could say I didn’t immediately start thinking about getting fucked but. I did. Life continued on as normal for the next few weeks as he got ready to go. Tearful goodbyes and plans made for visiting and FaceTiming, and he was off. I would miss him, of course, but I couldn’t wait to get back to my old ways. Were we in an open relationship? Not exactly. We left it vague as to what we were allowed to do. Something of a don’t ask don’t tell policy which is definitely a recipe for disaster but…. I did not care. I was too horny. By the time he was in the air, the apps were on my phone and I had douched for the first time in five years. I had the first halfway decent looking guy with a halfway decent dick at my apartment within 30 minutes of logging in and was screaming as I came all over my abs with his cock pumping his own orgasm into the condom deep in my ass 10 minutes after that. I was happy. I wanted more. I felt guilty. I wanted more. Complex feelings made the sex better. The next day was another. And another after that. The guilt lessened. The following weekend I was at the gym in my normal getup. Jock under some booty shorts and a little tank top. I had take to going to the gym cleaned out just in case. I was stretching after my last set in a corner when I felt a hand on the small of my back and a deep voice at my ear… ”You look good, bitch.” My dick swelled. I turned. It was poz daddy. I hadn’t seen him since our last fuck, not even around the neighborhood. “Holy shit!” I beamed at him. My cock became rock hard and very visible in my tiny shorts. He looked much the same. Bigger than I remember. He had put on some more muscle but his gut had grown a bit too. I didn’t mind one fucking bit. “Been living in SF for a while. Just moved back. You still got my number?” ”Ah no sir…. I don’t” ”Doesn’t matter. You free tonight? I need back in that pussy of yours” ”I’m free now” ”Damn right you are. Let’s go shower” We walked to the locker room. My locker was across the aisle from his. I stripped deliberately. Slowly. Angled so he had full view of my ass as I slipped my shorts down over the hard muscle. My cock was hard the entire time. I grabbed a towel to hide it on my way to the shower but he appeared at my shoulder. ”no. Walk to the shower naked. Show yourself off. Show all these boys what a prime piece of jock pussy you are.” So with a chubby dick I sauntered to the shower. My daddy right behind me. I chose a stall in the back. He glanced over his shoulder at some twink and winked as he opened the door and followed me in. It’s a gay gym, so this type of thing is not uncommon but to do it so blatantly after parading me through the room and in the middle of the day…. I was horned up beyond belief. I went to kiss him but he stopped me. “Not yet slut. soap up. I wanna watch you” So I did. Putting on a bit of a show. My dick fully hard, as was his. My mouth aching to suck him. My hole twitching, remembering how good he felt inside me. “Good boy. Rinse off and meet outside.” He left. I waited. Turning the water to freezing to get my dick to go down. I got dressed. Little denim shorts and tank. I could feel the eyes on me. Outside he grabbed my hand and we silently walked the few blocks to his place like we were boyfriends. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. His apartment was on the top floor of a townhouse. Studio. Messy. Dark. None of which mattered. Once inside he turned to me like a cat who had just caught a bird. His big hands grabbed my ass and pulled me close. His belly pressing to my flat, hard stomach. “Been a long time boy. Whatchu been up to?” His lips grazed my ear as he almost whispered to me. Shivers went down my spine. “ahhh. Boyfriend” I managed ”still with him?” ”yes. Out of town” ”mmmmm naughty boy. Daddy likes that. Still on PrEP?” ”no sir” ”and yet you’re here with me?” “Yes sir” I gasped, as his hand squeezed tighter ”so me how much you missed me, baby” And with that I had my clothes off in an instant and dropped to my knees. I nuzzled his crotch, receiving an appreciative groan from daddy. I undid his pants and fished his magnificent fully hard perfect cock out and engulfed it in my eager mouth. I was out of practice and I choked and sputtered but he seemed to like that even more as his hands found my head and started to take control. After a few minutes I pulled off to catch my breath and grazed up at him lustily as I tongue bathed his shaft and balls. I wanted more. I wanted all of him. My hands reached up to his waistband and pulled his pants further down so I could have better access. My tongue snaked all around his big, heavy balls down to his taint. I swiveled my body around, hands reaching to his ass and pulled apart his cheeks. He let out a surprised groan as my traced a circle around his hole eventually plunging in as deep as I could. I ate his ass hungrily, something I never did with my tops. But I wanted everything his body had to offer. I wanted to please him. And suddenly he pulled me up, looked into my eyes, and tossed me on the bed like a ragdoll. I wanted to kiss him. I tried. But he kept far enough away, smirking all the while. He stripped his shirt off and I saw for the first time in 5 years his massive chest and big belly with that familiar biohazard tat above his hip. His pants still bunched at his feet he moved the one step to meet me on the bed. My legs parted. My cock bounced, my hole winked in anticipation. Climbing between my legs his cock dropped and hovered right outside my hole. ”You want it?” ”Pleeeaaase I whined” He started to push into me. I gasped. ”Tighter than you used to be, bitch!” ”Been topping” ”Big top man turns into a greedy little bottom fag as soon as he sees his daddy, eh?” I nodded. “That’s hot, baby boy.” Feeling the resistance he grabbed some lube and poppers from the nightstand “Here. You get this today only.” I was grateful. He squirted lube into my hand “Put it on me” I did feeling his massive length and getting even more turned on. I fed his cock back into me and groaned as he rested there just the head inside as he uncapped the poppers and fed them to me. My head swimming from the chemicals, hole relaxing he pressed on. With agonizing and tantalizing slowness he bottomed out in me, his pubes pressed against me and I cried out in a mixture of pain and bliss as my re-Virginized hole was stretched. He grinded around deep inside me as I panted and grasped at his back. “Ready boy?” ”Fuck yes sir!!” ”Gonna let me cum in you?” I hesitated, “I’m not on-“ ”Pretty sure I’m undetectable. So you’re good.” I relaxed And so he began Slowly at first. Making me feel each and every inch as he slowly withdrew his dick to the tip and plunged it equally slowly back in. He had me to riled up before long I was pulling him back into me harder and faster, desperate for more of his perfect dick. It hurt, but I didn’t care . I was a man possessed. And so was he. After a few minutes he pulled all the way out of me and stood back to admire my sweaty body with my newly gaping pussy. Not wanting to be without him inside me for too long I jumped up and was back on my knees in front of him, sinking my mouth down his dick, so horny and popped up now I felt his cock slip into my throat and he groaned loudly as my forehead came to rest on his belly and my nose in his pubes. He fucked my throat a bit before he threw me back on the bed, spread my legs wide and plunged back into me. I cried out in pain and pleasure as he pummeled me so deeply. ”Yeah baby take that big poz cock, you like that? Better than your boyfriend’s?” ”Fuck yeah daddy poz my ass!” I had no idea where it came from but he loved that, and before long he was cumming deep inside of me as I grabbed onto his ass holding him deep inside as he and I quivered together. My muscles flexing. My dick harder than it’s been in years leaked all over my tight abs. Only then did he kiss me. Only then, did I cum.

Alternatively, this Supreme Court might simply find a pretext for striking down the Respect for Marriage Act. At this point, with the Court firmly in the hands of right-wingers, you can't really put anything past them; and if Trump were elected this November, expect at least Alito (age 74) to resign so that Trump could appoint a 40-year old replacement who's just as far right. You might even see Thomas (age 75) doing the same, although he's privately said he wants to stay on as long as he's able. Our only prospects for regaining sanity on the Court lie in Alito and Thomas both dying during Democratic presidential terms where we also have the Senate (because I can't see either retiring under those circumstances). Gloomy outlook to say the least.

Agreed, and I must have been really full of cum, just got fucked since the last post, and the tops cock was covered in last night's cum when he pulled out the 1st time I licked it up thinking it was his, but it wasn't. Luckily he thought it was hot and did proceed to pound me more and load me up!

Here's a shot of Mine !

I had sex with someone who was on house arrest, and he was nice enough to tell me in advance over the phone he could only stay an hour. It was like 11 pm on a weeknight, he lived maybe a five minute drive from me. He asked me if I would be offended if it was something quick and after looking at his photos I said no problem. Well, he got to my place and we had some chemistry, so after "round 1" we went and sat in my living room and he explained what had happened and why he was on house arrest. A drink, a smoke, and he asked me if I was ready to go for "round 2". I was really impressed with just how good he was in bed and I happily agreed. It wasn't more than 5 minutes after he shot his second load his phone went off, and sure enough, it was a probation officer telling him he would be arriving shortly but considering the late hour he was giving him some notice. I never saw someone put on their clothes and fly out my front door so quickly. He messaged me the next day, he got home before the probation officer arrived, and it was basically a "bed check". He had maybe two beers at my house, but this was no drug or alcohol test so he was fine. I continued to have sex with this guy maybe twice a month for the next four years, before I moved to my current residence. Ironically, we were both born on the same month and day, unfortunately not the same year. I still text him on our shared birthday, he ended up having a felony on his record but he avoided jail time. I appreciated his honesty that first night, I am so happy I said yes.

There’s no doubt in my mind about two things. 1. The more I cum the more I want to fuck; receiving, giving, sucking, being sucked it doesn’t matter. 2. The concept of being in heat is real. There are some strings of days or a week when my husband fucks me like he’s a teenager and can go twelve times a day or more; and there are similar periods where I MUST have it … over and over and over again and it’s still all I can think or dream about.

Those of us that have experienced a few Presidential elections through the years, have always heard words to the effect that "THIS is the most important election in decades", issued in Stentorian Tones by respected politicians, maybe to the point that we simply tune these types of claims out automatically. We think "yeah, yeah, same old rhetoric, we've heard it so many times before ..." This time however, it's actually the case. The enemies of Freedom for All have been planning this kind of putsch for decades, and now - in their myopic eyes - it's a "last chance" election to destroy the institutions of our nation once and for all. We see what the Heritage Foundation has wrought with the Supreme Court. We see examples of repressions advancing in States across the nation. While the underlying reasons for this bitterness in our misguided fellow citizens may vary from person to person, the fact is they've been working towards the Totalitarian Agenda for years, quietly, behind the scenes, and they see this upcoming election as their Final Battle with secularism, humanistic government, those who believe differently from themselves. They've tried and failed in countless half-measures, and now they're going Full Frontal in their assault on what the United States has stood for since the Civil War. I'm not saying our Government is perfect, in some areas, far from it. I'm saying it's the best chance humanity has to advance, to make the idea of Government by all the people, for all the people, instead of a ruling class dominating everyone else that has surfaced in centuries. When the intellectually lazy, indifferent to anything other then their own smallish notions, listen to false prophets, the Noble Experiment is threatened. Far from perfect, yet still holding hope for improving the lot of all, our Democracy is (as the benighted constantly rail against), the best hope humankind has yet come up with. John Oliver has been using the construct of comedy for some time now to help us wipe the film of hatred from our eyes, and I hope that everyone laughs first, and then takes his message to heart. Thanks so much for sharing this, tallslenderboy.

Conversely, and on the positive side (at least for me). That same second hold/sigmoid curve is a sweet spot for breeding/being bred. When a Top gets His seed or piss in that part of a bottoms gut, it can be more easily retained and absorbed. i've slept all night with a Mans piss in me and ended up absorbing most of it, and the next morning when i pee, i can smell His piss mixed in my pee and know He's impregnated me. That drives me wild.

Dude I am the same way, the need overtakes me and I just have to let any guy breed me

I do ass to mouth. Well I am a pig after all.

I fucking love ass to mouth.

Wow. Fucking wow!

Hey guys. Glad you're all enjoying yhe story so far. Currently working on the next couple of parts and will post asap

Only when I got fisted! Nothing like seeing your hairy bellybutton moving up and down!

Second Ring? Isn’t that a Wagner Opera?😜

At home I'd briefed Billy on what was going to happen and he waited in the play room quietly as soon as we heard Mr Sparks car bill in the driveway. I greated him with enthusiasm and sat him down in front of the TV... "wanna beer mate" I asked and headed to the kitchen not really letting him reply. Once there I opened two beers and added a little something to his... Heading back with the beers and some chips to keep up the illusion. I handed him his beer and took a swig of mine as I flicked on the sports channel. We made small talk for only a short while before Mr Sparks began to complain of feeling woozy, I suggested he lay down, to which he accepted, and very quickly fell asleep. Testing how deep it was by calling his name, then spanking his face and finally by slapping his ass rather hard, I knew he was out for the count, and got busy pulling off all his clothes. Once naked I took him to the bathroom where I propped him up and douche his hole out as best I could, gave him a decent whores bath, then put him over my shoulder to take him to the play room. Billy had his hood on as instructed and watched as I lay this asshole in my sling, binding him so he could not move and adjusting the height so he was ready. I then put on my mask, and got down between his legs, took a nice big crystal of tina and pushed it roughly in his hole. The mixture of the drug and the burning finally made him stir a little, but I wanted him fully awake, so I added a tight band to his right arm, exposed a vein and gave this good Christian man his first blast... More than I'd give a normal beginner, I wanted him awake and fucked up. While he came to life, coughing and incoherent, Billy and I stood out of his view, taking a puff on the pipe. The gym teacher started to yell for help once he realised his predicament and as I blew out some clouds in his face I let him know the room was sound proof. "and the only way you're getting out of here in one peice is if you do exactly what I say." "I hear you like getting young Gay boys beat up for being faggots and think they deserve it" I accused and he started to deny, then got beligerant saying fuck yes he did. "well only closet cases get this nasty, so fucker I'm gonna turn you into a faggot" As his eyes started to widen, beginning to realise what was happening, I stuck a device in his mouth that forced it open and covered his teeth, I cranked it so his mouth was opened just wider than was comfortable and so he couldnt form words any more. I then strapped my new faggots head back to an extension id added to the sling forcing his open mouth and throat to be right where I wanted it. "I saw you checking out my cock earlier... So now you're gonna get it, I'm gonna fuck your throat and your ass and you're going to beg me for it, faggot". Before he could answer I shoved my cock into his mouth and roughly down his throat. This bitch didn't deserve any kindness, I was gonna make him into the whore he secretly is and relished as he gagged on my big fat shaft. As I pulled out I was glad to see all that spit and a little puke. And I slapped his face. "You loved it didn't you? " He responded negatively so I took my riding crop and slapped his balls. As the pain subsided, I asked again, and he tried again to say no. I again slapped his balls with the crop and growled "tell me you love it or you'll lose those balls tonight faggot" He started to openly cry, but this time when I asked he finally broke and said he liked it. At this point I had Billy come over with the camera and begin filming as I fucked his throat again. This time more roughly and deeply, until as I pulled out he again puked a little and when I asked if he loved it he automatically answered yes emphatically. After signalling Billy to stop the camera, I started to tell them both more. "you see son, now we have video of your faggot gym teacher saying he loves what is happening... Something we can publish online if he ever causes any trouble for us in the future. But that's just the beginning. He is eventually going to thank me for what happens tonight... You'll see. " I then came close to my new faggots face, cleared his eyes and made him look at my poz tattoo..." Tonight you'll take my poz load too faggot... And love it, beg for it, and want more". He was now sobbing, but as I played with his nipples a little, I couldn't help but notice his cock twitching and growing. "you see son, his cock gives away his true faggot nature. He's always secretly wanted this". I then took myself down between his legs knelt down and started to eat his ass. The suddenly pleasure made my new faggot moan, then cry with disgust at it, whilst his cock continued to grow. "royal fucking faggot" I said as I stood up between his legs. "get the lube and lube up daddies fat cock son" I ordered and Billy quickly obeyed. Roughly taking the faggots nipples and twisting them I then told him "I'm about to fuck you, pop your cherry and breed you with my poz seed faggot, and you're going to beg me to do it right now" Billy took the Queue and readied the camera as I used pain and threats and more shards of Tina in his ass to break down the faggots defenses, until finally he was ready. I removed his mouth stretcher repositioned myself and Billy began to film. First showing my big throbbing raw cock near his hole before panning up his body and showing his face as I asked one more time... "do you want me to fuck you with no condom, take your virginity and flood you with my poz seed faggot?" "yes please sir, thank you sir" he answered right into the camera, and Billy filmed his face as I roughly forced my cock into his hole. I had no interest in giving him pleasure, just taking my own, and he screamed as I kept pushing until I was finally balls deep. The fuck didn't take very long, the situation had me so turned on that only 10 or so hard thrusts and I was soon shooting balls deep in the new faggot, watching his own cock now rock hard and drooling. I then stayed in him while Billy watched me jerk him off and make him blow the biggest load of his life, ultimate proof that he loved my daddy poz cock in him. We left him there in the sling and went to clean up, then bed where we made love twice more that night. And as I flooded billy's hot ass for the second time I whispered in his ear... Next we're going to break your father son. In the early hours of the morning I went to the play room and released our new faggot, reminding him of the footage we had of him and getting him cleaned up and dressed. He humbly thanked me for what I'd done... I'm not sure if it was to get out of there, or genuine, but I didn't care. I then put him in the hands of an "uber driver who will take you home" only to discover My sketchy friend took his fresh meat out to his car, gave him some water laced with more fun stuff and took the faggot to his place for more use. By the time he returned to work he'd be a confirmed cum slut and would chase it for the rest of his life.

I'm a 24 yo trans man. My biggest fantasy is being kept as a househusband and being used 24/7, whenever wherever always raw. I'm not on any birth control and would love for someone's seed to change my body. I even want to figure out if I'd be able to use my milk to make soap or something. It would literally be my dream life for someone to be consistently knocking me up

Chapter 8 – Who’s Next? In Chapters 1 through 7, I recount a role-play that I was engaged in with my friend, Doug. He wanted me to be his slave for the day. I started out with some cleaning, but he was really looking for me to be his sex slave. We’re in his playroom and have used the sling and St Andrews cross extensively. Most recently, he’s pegged me with a strap-on while I was bound to the cross. Now, I’m in the sling again, unbound but still blindfolded. Doug took some pics of my ruined ass and then got up and wandered away. I heard him move slowly across the room and the sound of him settling in on the bed. He had turned the sling so that my ass was facing him now, and I kept pulsing my hole, pulling my ass in and out. There was a rosebud, but no prolapse. While I lay in the sling and Doug was on the bed, I heard several app notifications going off. Doug was obviously communicating with someone, whether for today or another day. I was his slave, and he could do whatever he wanted with me, and that included having other guys over to work my ass. He spent a fair amount of time on the bed. Then he said, “OK, that’ll work,” before getting up and returning to the sling. “Oh, my slave, you’re about to have your ass blown out,” he growled at me as he shoved a few fingers into me. I accepted his fingers willingly and began to move my ass back and forth on them. He chuckled and said, “Just wait. That ass is going to get a lot of work soon enough.” Fuck, I was still so horny for it! But first, he wanted to give me another bump. He must have had the baggies nearby because his fingers left my ass and quickly returned to deliver a shard into my ass. I immediately felt the burn as it began to melt. “The blindfold’s coming off. I want you to see this”, he snarled. It took my eyes some time to adjust to the light in the room, even though it was dim since I had been blindfolded for a long time. Doug rubbed and massaged my hole as the shard was melting. He still had his phone open and was messaging people on the apps. He’d occasionally look up at me and smile when he saw how massively spun I was. My eyes must have been like dinner plates, and I was covered in a sheen of T sweat. My pits smelled amazing, and I inhaled those aromas since my hands were behind my head. He got a notification chime and said, “Good, they’re here,” and then left the room. When he returned, he had two other guys with him. He introduced them as Andy and Tim. They were both probably mid-40s and good-looking. Andy was taller but had a thicker build. He had a close-cropped beard and was covered in a light brown pelt of fur that looked great on him. His cock was hanging low, with massive balls. I could only hope that his ass was as furry as the rest of him. Tim was a little shorter than Andy. He was also leaner and more defined. He had a spray of dark chest hair between his pecs, then a beautiful treasure trail leading down to his dick. He was already hard, showing off a nice thick cock with tight balls. “So, this is your slave?” asked Tim as they looked me up and down. He had a deep and sexy voice. I tried to look submissive, but it’s hard when you’re totally spun out on T and laying with your asshole exposed to the world. “Yep”, said Doug. “Do what you want with him.” “We brought some favors,” said Andy, pulling out a baggie and a bottle. Wow, T and G! This could get interesting. Andy also had a deep voice that made my hole tingle with expectation. These sexy guys were going to be lots of fun. Doug left to get us some drinks to spike with the G while Andy put some crystals in the bubbler. He and Tim each blew some clouds and then Andy came over to me after taking a hit and leaned down to shotgun it with me. I reached out for his cock and grasped it as we traded the smoke back and forth. When we were done, Tim was there to share another cloud with me. I grabbed and stroked his hard cock. They were getting spun, while I was going way beyond spun. Doug was back with some small glasses and a few more bottles of sports drink. He poured a small amount in each glass, and then Andy measured a quantity of G for each of us. I don’t do G often, but my desires didn’t matter now. I would do as my master told me. I had to sit up a bit in the sling to down the G. Andy supported my back while I drank and then Doug gave me an opened bottle of drink and told me to take a few gulps. Rehydrating felt good. Andy laid me back down in the sling and sat on the stool at the foot. “Damn, this hole has been used!” he exclaimed. The other two just nodded in agreement. I had the feeling it was about to get used a whole lot more. Andy lubed up his hands while gazing at my hole. Then, he looked up at me to make sure I was ready. I was ready, spun, and willing. I felt his hand against my hole, and it slid into me with ease. Damn, his hand felt massive. I hadn’t noticed anything about either of their hands before, but Andy’s felt great in my ass. Once he was in, he just kept pushing. The G had relaxed my ass even more, and he was able to work his way in with ease. I could feel (or maybe I only thought I could feel) the hairs on his arm as they worked through my hole. I looked down at this sexy man who had his hand in my ass, and his bright blue eyes told me how much he was enjoying what he was doing. Andy began to pull back, moving slowly and sensuously through my ass. He knew how to fist a hole, and I loved it. He pulled his hand all the way out, only to immediately reinsert and start the drive to the depths of my ass again. As he bent forward, I got a glimpse of his hairy shoulders and back. My master knows what I like and had found two guys who hit a lot of my hot buttons. For me, the hairier, the better, and Andy looked to be pretty damn hairy! He slid in slowly, then reversed his way out. Slow and steady was his thing now, and he kept checking in with me to ensure that I was OK. Whenever he looked up, I would nod in encouragement, and he’d grin with delight. Andy pulled out and applied more lube to his arm. He also lubed up his other arm. He went in slowly with his left arm, which was the one he was using earlier, then pulled out and went in with his right. He did this slowly, and it was amazingly sensual. With the T and the G coursing through my body, I relaxed into it and let this handsome, hairy stud explore my inner channel. The next time Andy checked in with me, I noticed Tim standing behind him. He was lubing up his hands and arms. Soon, I heard Tim’s sexy voice say, “My turn.” Staring deeply into my eyes, Andy slowly removed his hand from my ass. He gave my hole a few encouraging pats and stood up so Tim could take the stool. Andy was slow and sensual. Tim went in fast and furious. His first penetration went in quickly, and before I knew it, he was almost up to his elbow. He pulled back, but not out, and then dove in again. He was working my ass into a frenzy, especially in contrast to the erotic nature of Andy’s work. While Andy was more titillating, Tim was very carnal. He knew that I was there for his pleasure. If I enjoyed it, he would be OK with that, but I knew that he was going to work over my ass to his pleasure. At one point, he did pull his fist all the way. He stood and shoved his hard cock into me. No matter what I have had in my ass, nothing beats a cock. He fucked me like he fisted me: it was fast, and he went deep. He asked for the poppers, and Doug came over and put the bottle under Tim’s nose. Three snorts, and he went wild on my ass. He was pounding me like I was the last man on earth. I was in ecstasy watching this muscly stud pound his cock into me. He plunged in deep and growled, “I’m gonna cum,” and then I felt the sweet liquid start to pulse out of his cock. He stood through the initial spasms and then sort of collapsed on my chest, panting as he recovered from his orgasm. Tim pulled out of me and walked to the head of the sling. Knowing what he needed, I opened my mouth and sucking in his cock. At the same time, I felt Andy’s hand enter my ass again. Tim tasted amazing, with the mix of cum, lube, ass juice, and who knows what the hell else? I nursed the final few drops of cum out of him while I felt Andy begin that slow and steady descent into my ass. When Tim pulled out, I asked him to let me lick his pits. Like the spray between his pecs, his pits had a light spread of dark hair. I figured that he would have worked up a good sweat with the fisting and fucking, and I was right. His pits also tasted great. I nuzzled my nose up inside his pit and then started licking the hair. It is so hot when the pit smell gets on my face and lingers long after the pit is gone. After a while, he turned around and fed me his other pit. As he turned, I noticed a line of hair in his ass crack that started with a little triangle of that dark hair at the base of his back. For some reason, hair in that triangle turns me on. I guess it signifies a hairy hole, but I was very glad to see it. Andy, meanwhile, was still tenderly fisting my ass. That’s a weird phrasing, but he was using his fist to fuck me with such great tenderness that I groaned and opened my ass even more. “Fuck, yeah,” I heard from him when I did that. He certainly appreciated a fine ass, and my ass appreciated a fine fist. Tim moved over to the bed. That’s when I realized I didn’t know where Doug was or what he was up to. But, with my ass loaded with Tim’s cum, and Andy fisting it, I really couldn’t focus too much on Doug’s location. Instead, I grabbed the poppers and offered them to Andy, who shook his head no and took a few big hits. Oh, fuck, this was out of this world! My ass became my sole focus. The glowing purple eye was back; all I could do was moan and enjoy myself. Andy kept doing what he was doing, which was pretty awesome, as I rode the high of the poppers. His attention felt amazing, and I was in pig heaven. Instinct took over, and I reached down to spread my ass wide, and I slid down in the sling. Andy groaned when I did this, so obviously, he liked what was happening, too. Tim had come back when he saw me pick up the poppers and was stroking his cock as he watched us. Once the rush wore off, I suggested we all move to the bed. My recommendation was that I eat Tim’s ass while Andy could fist me from behind. As we were moving into this new position, Doug came back. ‘I was watching you guys and, fuck, that was hot!”, he enthused. That’s when I saw the camera. He had been watching the feed (and who knows who else was watching it) and needed to move it to capture the new scene. Tim lay on his back with a pillow under his ass. I positioned myself on all fours, with my face at Tim’s hole and my ass exposed for Andy’s fist. When Tim raised his legs, I was pleased to see how furry his hole was. There was a wonderful trail from his lower back, down and through his crack, all the way to his balls and bush. I looked great, and I was sure that I would enjoy rimming him. I dove in. Andy had been applying more lube to his arms and when I was rimming Tim, he entered my ass from behind. This position is a favorite of mine when a sling is not available since it lets the guy get really deep inside me. I can move my body around to provide us both with new sensations too. When Andy entered my ass, I just laid my head on Tim’s ass. He understood what happened to distract me like this, and it didn’t take long for my mouth and tongue to reconnect with his hairy hole. His hole was fantastic. Hairy, with a good musk from the partying and fucking we had done, it was a joy to rim. The smell, the taste, and the texture all had me wanting to get deeper and deeper into his sweet ass. My highest sexual preferences are getting my ass fisted, eating ass, fisting ass, and then getting mine eaten. Toys are also in that mix. Anything involving cock comes further down the list. But, right now, my two highest pleasures were happening at the same time. While I was eating Tim’s sexy ass, Andy was giving me a great fisting. I knew that he had been going in with a fist since we started, and he was still using his fisted hand on my hole. Then, Doug tapped me on the shoulder. I left Tim’s ass, glistening with my saliva, and raised my head. Without asking, Doug shoved the poppers under my nose. One hit, and it was stellar. I lowered my mouth to Tim’s hole and started making out with it. I was sucking, licking, shoving my tongue in it. He was writhing under me and moaning with pleasure. Of course, Andy hadn’t stopped fisting my ass, so there I was, pumped full of T and G, riding the poppers wave while eating ass and getting mine fisted. Does it get any better than this? My cock was leaking a ton, and I realized that a lot of fluid had leaked out of Tim’s dick. I left his ass for a moment and licked up the fluid on and around his treasure trail, and then took his cock back into my mouth. This caused a massive blob of cum to be ejected into my mouth. Fuck, it did get better! I went back to Tim’s ass since it was so tasty and sexy. It looked great, with that sweet pink center winking out from a forest of hair. His hair was all matted down with spit and looked so enticing. My head went down to his ass, my ass rose up around Andy’s arm, and I entered pig paradise. I was eating the hairy, musky hole of one stud while another stud leisurely and seductively fisted my ass. It was spectacular! Since Tim was lying on his back, I was able to move between his hole and his cock and balls. Each time I moved to a new location on Tim’s body, it caused a shift in what Andy was hitting as he fisted me. This was certainly a new and fantastic experience. Andy slowed down even more than he had been doing and pulled his arm out of my ass. He kept rubbing over my hole, telling me how wonderful it felt when he was inside it. I was alternating between Tim’s hole and his cock, which was rewarding me with some tasty fluids. But his legs were sagging, and keeping my ass in the air was getting to be a little too much for me, so we stopped our play, and all lay down together on the bed. I found out that these two were long-time play partners, too, like Doug and I. They confessed that this was one of if not the, hottest scenes they had played out. I agreed with them on that front. Andy had picked up the pipe and melted some T into beautiful swirling smoke. He took a hot, which he passed to me, and then I passed it to Tim. We each started a hit and then passed it on to the other guys, and it was a fun way to amp up our crystal high. Unaware of what I was doing, I started rubbing my hole and shoving my fingers in. Andy saw me doing that and went to get a dildo for my ass. He asked what I had taken, and I told him that pretty much everything on the table had been in my ass at some point. He picked up a toy of medium length but substantial girth. He lubed it up, and Tim held my legs up while Andy inserted it into my ass. My ass was happily filled once again, but I was still feeling horny. So I asked Andy to sit on my face. Tim suggested that I move my ass to the edge of the bed so that he could fuck me with the dildo while I ate Andy’s ass. I was good with that suggestion, so I hung my ass off the side of the bed, and then Andy lowered his ass onto my face/ This is a favorite way for me to rim a hole. Andy’s ass covered my face, and I could only breathe by moving my head to the side. His ass was as hairy as the rest of his body, but his body hair was light in color, so it wasn’t as visible as on some guys. His hole was in the center of a dense cluster of fur, and I had to move some of the hair aside with my tongue to get into it. He, too, had developed a wonderful musky smell from all of our play, and I loved that, too. Even when I moved my head to the side to get in some deep breaths, I could smell his sweet hole. Tim had added more lube to the toy and was wisely waiting until Andy and I had settled into a nice position. Then, he spread my ass open and shoved the dildo in. In this position, the thickness was more apparent. I was also glad this toy wasn’t super long, since that may have been uncomfortable. At first, he just slid it in and twisted it around, getting it a little further in with each twist. It was almost like he was screwing it into my ass. When I felt the base at my hole, I knew that I had swallowed the whole toy. “So fucking hot,” Tim said. He had a great view of the toy embedded in my ass and was now tapping on it and rotating it around inside me. I was again simultaneously rimming one guy while another was playing in my ass. So fucking hot is right! I heard Andy snort some poppers, and then he mashed his ass into my face even more than it was before. At one point, I had to lift him off me so that I could catch my breath. Eating his poppered up ass was great since the poppers relaxed his hole and let more of my tongue inside him. My tongue was in deep, and the taste and texture was highly erotic. They wanted me in the sling again, so Andy got off of my face, and Tim took the toy out of my ass. A flood of lube came out when he pulled it out. They walked me over to the sling and got me situated in it. As soon as I was in it, my hands were at my ass, poking and prodding. “Do you like my slave?” asked Doug. He had been in the room the whole time, watching us. I love being watched, so this turned me on even more. I also noticed that he had been filming us the whole time. Both of the guys nodded and Andy said, “We’re not done with his ass yet”. With that, Andy moved my hands away from my hole and slid his lubed arm into it again. This time, he didn’t go slow. This was a quick and deep penetration.

A missed opportunity for him

I can only reply with my own thoughts on the issue: Life is complex, choices are many, and some irreversible. I fully understand that a disease can be transmitted as a result of following our sexual needs, and taking whatever steps are available to prolong decent health while also choosing to deal with risks of the kind of sex that makes fucking worthwhile as acceptable. The only caveat I have, is that the choice be an informed one. So I had a small group over for the 4th (it was my turn), two of which have been + for years, two not. Both of the + guys have been on meds and remained healthy all this time, one "retired" from having sex, one only became more voracious when he converted. One of them reported some potentially good news, in that in the fairly near future, some kind of inoculation to "cure" hiv is in the works. That's only hear-say, but it would be reasonable that medical folks have been working on it since hiv first came along. My only hope is that all of us put in the intellectual work to decide. Some guys sero-converted without actually "chasing". Some guys chased/are chasing, and that's their own decision to make. Some guys become so afraid they simply deny themselves any raw sex at all. Point: it's up to each guy to figure out what he needs most, and no one can offer judgement of other guys decisions. Hopefully, we can inform ourselves to our best ability, reflect on what's crucial to our existence, what isn't, and proceed without guilt or regret. We can only decide what's most important for our own selves, reflect on any/all available information, and make our lives - in all it's various definitions - count.

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Did the notice the 😉 at the end? what I notice - often, in the majority of your posts - is what seems to be your rude and aggressive tone towards people. Lighten up. Please. For us. And for you! That is all.

So Friday early evening I went back to the park. I got cleaned out and horny as shit. I wanted to try the park again. So i drove to the park wearing shorts and a t-shirt . I got there and parked my car facing the other cars and sat there looking around. I saw a lot more cars there some empty some guys sitting there. There was two guys in a car across from me looking at towards my car and they got out and started to walk over to me. I opened my window and one said I haven't seen you here before. I said I have been here a couple of times. He leaned into my door window and said want to have some fun? I said that's why I'm here. He said let's see what you have and I pulled my shorts down to expose my cock. He reached in and rubbed my cock a little. He's friend said I want to see his ass. So they opened my door and I got pulled out. I pulled my shorts up. They said follow us. We walked to their car and one of them pulled out a backpack. The we continued to walked down a path he asked top or bottom I said bottom and they both said that's good. We passed some areas and saw a guy getting plowed. This park is amazing I said to them as they said yup. We got to a picnic area and went over to a table overlooked a lake. They stood there looking at me with there hands in there pants. One came up to me and rubbed my chest and worked to my balls and grab them tight. He pulled my shorts down turned me around and pushed me to the table pushed my back so my ass was out and chest flush with the table. Then I heard one of them say great ass as they spread my checks and felt my hole getting licked. Then his face went deep and a tongue going deep in my hole. Felt a finger go in then two he pulled out as I looked he was wanking his cock the other guy went into the backpack and pulled out a tube and handed it to him. He was lubing up and the other guy got to the other side of the table and grabbed my arms and pulled me tight on the table and felt a cold wipe of jell on my hole and his cock enter me. He thrusted for some time and his friend said fuck that hole. He pumped away till I heard a moan and pulled out. The guy holding me let go and came around and he slid his cock in. He lasted about 5 minutes and pulled out. I heard a voice behind us all say that was hit can I jump in they said go for it. He was pulling his pants down and one climbed on the table sat on my back as this guy started to fuck me. My leggs were giving out and I got pulled on the table as this guy laid on me continuing the fucking. He blew a load and got off. They talked a little to each and I put my short on and was told by the last guy stay as the others left I was alone with this guy and he had me sit on the table lay back and he pulled my short back down and sucked me as his fingers were in my sloppy hole till I exploded. He got up and said thanks for desert and walked away as I tried to get up and get my shorts back on. I looked around and headed back to my car. I had drippings running down my legs. I passed some guys were walking into the path and one said someone had fun. Grabbed my hand and said come with us. I asked where you going? They said a clearing we have a setup. We arrived and there was a few blankets as some guys sat down and the guy that had my hand said get on your knees I want to see your ass. I got down my shorts pulled down and he said wow a few loads and pushed my back down as he pulled my hips and in no time his cock went in. The other guys were kissing and stroking each other then saw one get on his back to get fucked they started fucking as I was getting pounded. Just then I got another load I laid there watching and eventually got up and left. I'm like this place...

I peed and had a quick shower being sure to keep my ass tight. I didn't want the handsome bear's cum to be anywhere but in my gut. When I left the bathroom through the bedroom door I walked into a full fledged orgy of 8 smoking hot guys. How had I not heard any of this? Guys were sucking and fucking everywhere. The host was legs up on his back being fucked by the cutest blonde cub. When he saw me he gently tapped the cub off him,stood and raised his hand. Silence decended on the room before he spoke for all to hear. "The orgy is over boys. Our guest of honor is here. " Walking over and placing a hand on my shoulder he continued. "He's stretched and prelubed with my cum. And he's here for all your loads. No questions asked, no load refused. He's negative and not on PreP. Draw a number from this jar to determine the order you get to breed his ass." #! Was a very tall, hairless albino. His cock was a nice thickness and ten inches with no curve. He waisted not time slipping it into me as I lay on the side of the king size bed my feet in the air. No for play, no kissing, nothing. Straight in and right to fucking. His only words about 12 strokes in, "I don't last long ." True to his word he was unloading. Only when he finished cumming did he bend down and kiss me. As he pulled out he declared for all to hear, "Next." And the next guy was almost his complete opposite. 5' 4", black, muscular, with a rock solid 5 inch cock that curved up and to the right. This guy started by sucking my cock for a bit followed by some sensual kissing as he guided his raw rod into my cummy ass. Once balls deep he instructed me that his tits were wired to his cock. I latched onto both of them with my hands. He may have been smaller in stature but his fuck was more powerful and lasted 10 minutes. Then he asked; "You ready?" I eagerly responded; "Cum in me, breed my ass. " And he did with ten powerful convulsions! #3 appeared to be in his mid sixties. Still in good physical shape, a life long gym bunny I suspect. Although fit his handsome face did seem a bit gaunt and sunken. He was moderately hairy with an amazing bubble but. His cock was hard and quite average. He kissed me on the lips as he wasted no time mounting me once again missionary. Watching his face as he raw dogged me I thought, 'this is the one,. He'll declare his status poz as he breeds me'. But no. When I could tell he was close he spoke up. "I'm ready slut. Tell me you want it inside. " "Fuck yeah man, cum in me!" He howled like a wolf as blast after blast shot into me. Four fuckin strangers loads mixed in my ass in less than 1 hour. This was amazing. I suspected one was poz but was surprised he didn't say so. Maybe not. Maybe I was going to get away with my foolhardy offer. I really wasn't chasing, but fuck the excitement of the danger was bloody awesome. At least four more loads to go. How might the Russian Roulette Wheel spin. With four loads I just wanted more. My attitude was an enthusiastic, 'bring those raw cocks and loads boys!'

Chapter 2: The Shy Guy Adrian walked along the twisting shore road, kicking his shoes moodily into the gravel. He was, as usual, alone. Exmouth was a depressing dead-end trap of a village at the best of times, but Adrian had already learned one of the fundamental principles of life near the ocean – that there is no place so depressing that the ocean and a grey, cloudy, windy day can’t make it more so. It didn’t help matters at all that he was, and had always been considered, the Number One Loser in his peer group. All he could think about was how soon he’d be able to get out of this hellhole for good – and how he could make it happen The village had one main street, twisting and turning and climbing up and down over the rocky hummocks that passed for hills. The houses, all similar in size and shape, sprawled out along the road for the best part of a mile. Occasionally a short side “street” would lead to a couple of houses that had been denied one of the favoured spots facing the main highway. At the end of the village – well, there was the trick. It didn’t really end. Like so many similar villages along the windswept, rocky shores of Nova Scotia, Exmouth blended seamlessly into its neighbours on either side. And again, like so many similar places, those neighbours were imaginatively named Lower West Exmouth and Upper East Exmouth. It was impossible for any outsider to know, apart from the signs, exactly where Exmouth gave way to Lower West Exmouth or again to Upper East Exmouth, nor why it should be so. Adrian had never understood it either. At the ripe old age of fifteen, Adrian Pennyfather scuffed his way homeward from the bus stop where the school bus had delivered him from the regional high school, a forty-five minute drive away from Exmouth (on a good weather day) in the largest town in the region, Lawrason’s Harbour. He was thinking about those laughable village names, as it happened, and pondering about how the pointless nature of the names and boundaries of the villages exactly reflected the pointless nature of his life. Most teenaged boys go through at least occasional fits of feeling like total misfits, although some cover it up better than others. Adrian had started feeling like this sooner, and found that the feelings were lasting much longer, than they were for most of his contemporaries. His feelings guaranteed that he would feel intolerably shy, unable and unwilling to socialize with his peer group. To put it bluntly, he didn’t care about any of the things they ranted on and on about. Fish, for starters. Exmouth was, like most coastal Nova Scotia villages, a fishing port. Adrian’s dad, Patrick, was one of the village’s more successful fishermen. He had the biggest and fastest boat in town and had been one of the first in the region to equip it with electronic gear to help with hunting schools of haddock. Even more significant, he’d gone in on shares with two other men in the village to buy a second boat, perfectly equipped for the exacting business of placing and harvesting lobster pots. Patrick Pennyfather was a success, just as his father and grandfather had been before him, and he intended to hand the family trade on to his sons. Alex, four years older than Adrian, was all for that. He loved the sea and just messing about in boats, and he had a natural gift and an innate love for the whole realm of coastal fishing. Adrian hated it. His father, faced with such resistance to an obvious course of action, simply doubled down on the lessons, the pep talks, the stories of successes of the past, and all the rest. Adrian sighed inwardly and pretended to be interested. He did the same with his automatic registration in each successive level of the hockey leagues, where he made a passable but not glorious defenceman – again, in sharp distinction to the scoring records racked up by his older brother at left wing. Adrian’s mother, Mary (née O’Leary), a Newfoundlander through and through, had her own obsession – the dating life of her sons. “It would be a grand thing indeed for you lads to settle down here when you’re of age to be living on your own.” She was a great one for observing tradition, and her idea was that her boys should date and marry local girls and settle down in Exmouth. Alex, as the oldest, would marry first, of course, and would move into the house next door. That house had been the home of the local family which had adopted Mary after she’d been orphaned. The house was currently rented out to “city folks.” Adrian would follow suit in due course and would build a house for himself and his wife on the back forty of his parents’ property. It was the Exmouth way. Adrian had followed the same plan as he did with his father – cringing inwardly and invisibly, while coolly pretending agreement to his mother’s Grand Plan. School was just the same. He had to listen to all the other boys talking endlessly about things which were of absolutely no interest to him at all. Things like fish. And hockey. And girls. More precisely, girls’ boobs. And it was exactly there that Adrian found life at its most intolerable. “Hey, Ade, bet you’d love to slide your tool in between Linda’s boobs and squirt all over them.” That was almost a daily comment. Here is where fate had played a particularly nasty trick on Adrian. By whatever miracle of the hormones, he had been almost the first boy in his class to move into puberty, and certainly the first one to begin growing and changing in that vital area. As soon as that happened, it became obvious that Adrian Pennyfather’s dick was going to be the biggest thing going. At that, his nickname took on a whole new resonance. For years, his fellow students had called him “the biggest tool.” It was a time when the word “tool” had become a common slang nickname for a loser, an outsider, an idiot, or just about any other insult you wanted to heap on someone. “He’s such a tool.” It was when he was in Grade 4 that he had first heard someone say it: “Adrian has to be the biggest tool in class.” And it had continued to be his label. He’d dealt with it by keeping to himself, which fitted in with his natural temperament anyway. Now, things had changed. The words were being spoken in a tone of awe, tinged with respect. Now it was: “Adrian’s got the biggest tool.” He really did, too, and by a respectable margin. And his classmates now showed an endless obsession with the idea of him using it. “Hey, Ade, bet you’d love to slide your tool in between Linda’s boobs and squirt all over them.” Every guy in the school was obsessed with Linda Blairbourn’s eye-catching chest. Well, almost every guy. Adrian didn’t give a damn about Linda and her generously-proportioned mammaries. His ideas ran more along the lines of blasting his juice all over the furry, muscular chest of her older brother, Thomas. There were other guys in the village who turned Adrian’s crank, his older brother Alex being one of them, but the girls – especially Linda Big Boobs – left him cold. Adrian’s sexual fantasies were getting so strong, in fact, that the daily ritual of stripping and showering after PE class was turning into a real torment. He was lucky that his interest was in older guys – the scrawny, pimply fifteen-year-olds around him did not interest him at all. He was lucky, too, that the sheer size of his dick meant that it wouldn’t spring a woody nearly as fast as his peers’ more average meat sticks. Proof positive: when he was 17, one of the other boys on the hockey team got brave enough to organize a circle jerk, Adrian was actually the last of the group to get fully hard. He spent the next five minutes or so thinking about the Mona Lisa and the Venus de Milo until one of the others dropped the first load. Then he let himself enter into the spirit of the occasion. When he did cum, it was an impressive blast that shot high into the air before splattering back down over his body. The other guys murmured in awe. None of them had such a huge cock, and none of them could shoot that high. The truth of the matter was that Adrian was thinking about Thomas Blairbourn, and imagining himself sucking Thomas off to climax in his mouth when he blew. That year was actually a prime year for the senior hockey team. The group had held together for several years in a run with no additions or subtractions, and they not only defeated Lawrason’s Harbour for the district championship, but went all the way to the provincial finals, losing the final seventh-in-series championship game to an elite team from Halifax in a heartbreaking sudden-death overtime period. All the same, it was a remarkable season, and even Adrian had fired up enough on the ice to feel that he had made a fair and significant contribution to the run for the cup, especially when he was reaching his eighteenth birthday at the same time. His father thought so, too, and decreed that a short family vacation was in order. The result was a four-night long weekend in Boston. His father, frugal as always, had picked a small but clean hotel in the edges of the downtown area. The family had quickly figured out which way to go to the nearest bus stop so they could explore. Adrian, even quicker on the draw, had realized in no time flat that the hotel was just across the street and down half a block from a gay bar which he’d read about. On the second night, his parents wanted to go out and see the city all lit up by night. Alex wanted to take in a movie at a nearby theater. Adrian, quiet as always, declined any outing and said that he just wanted to stay in – he was still tired, he explained, from the exertions of the hockey season final games. Once his parents were clear, and Alex was off and away, Adrian sprang into action. He cleaned up as best he could, put on some discreet dark clothes, and headed out the door. He chose a quiet moment to slip across the street, and in another minute he was in the door of the bar. Sliding up to the bar, he fitted himself in between two older guys, caught the bartender’s eye, and asked for a Coke. The bartender looked him up and down, winked, and pushed a glass full of Coke and ice across the bar to him. “Here you go. On the house.” Adrian thanked him, tipped him, and then turned around to study the room. At once, he could tell that everyone in the room was studying him. Not surprising. Fresh, young meat, and an unfamiliar face. One sure thing, all the older guys were hovering, figuring out a good way to approach an obviously shy newbie. The winner, though, was another young fellow, no more than twenty (Adrian guessed). This red-headed guy slipped over to him, slapped him on the shoulder lightly, and said, “Hi, I’m Calum.” “Adrian.” “And you’re from…?” “Exmouth, Nova Scotia.” “Anywhere near Halifax?” “Not really – you gotta use a magnifying glass to find it on the map.” “Welcome to Baahston. Like it here?” The rest of the conversation followed along predictable lines. After barely a minute, Calum realized that he was dealing with an utter novice, shy as hell to boot, and knew that he’d have to do his best to educate the new kid. “Come on, Adrian. Let me show you the rest of the place.” They put down their glasses, and Calum led the way through the door at the back of the room. As they walked through the dark maze of the building, dimly lit with red and blue lights, Adrian caught glimpses of men – half-naked or naked, making out, jacking, rubbing…. “Oh, my God – is that guy actually…?” “It’s called rimming. Feels awesome! Want me to show you?” “Here?” “Why not?” Just like that, Calum spun Adrian around and pressed him against the wall in a bend of the corridor. There was still room for other guys to get by. He reached around, released the button, and pulled his jeans down. Then he tugged at the waistband of Adrian’s boxers, pulling them down to expose the younger boy’s sweet young ass. Calum spread his cheeks apart, sniffed deeply, and then buried his face deep into Adrian’s crack and began feasting on his hole. Adrian was feeling totally mind-blown. He’d never imagined anything like this ever happening. None of his unimaginative friends could either. All that these village boys could imagine a man ever doing with another man was cocksucking or cornholing. Calum was taking all of Adrian’s fantasy life and blowing the limits wide open, as his talented tongue and lips showed Adrian whole new worlds of male-male sexual interaction, stirring up feelings the fisherman’s son could never have imagined. Adrian moaned loudly, again and again, and then realized that they were attracting an audience. He didn’t mind. The wanton nature of what they were doing, the cascade of wild new sensations Calum was giving him, the attention from the onlookers…. “Shit! Look at that kid’s cock!” For once, Adrian didn’t mind his cock being noticed. He hadn’t realized until that moment that he had actually sprung the biggest, hardest woody of his young life. The things Calum was doing to him had given him the wildest turn-on he’d ever felt. Just as he thought that, his education took another massive leap forward. One of the guys watching dropped to his knees and leaned in to begin sucking Adrian’s cock. If he’d thought he was mind-blown before, this new sensation dragged him clear off the face of the earth. He’d never even come close to guessing what a hot mouth on his cock would feel like. The guy giving him his first blowjob was an expert sucker, but even so he could barely get half of that massive shaft inside his face. But then Calum broke in. He stood up, leaned closer to Adrian, and said, “Pull up your clothes and come with me.” Adrian broke away from the virtuoso cocksucker with some reluctance and followed Calum along the hall. Behind him he heard a voice saying, “Damn, that dick was fucking gigantic – I couldn’t even come close to deep-throating him.” Calum led him up a flight of stairs, chose an open door and dived in, pulling Adrian after him, and then closed and locked the door. The tiny room they were in had a single bed, and a small shelf with condoms and lube on it. “Damn, that was hot!” Adrian’s mind was still spinning from everything that had happened. “Sorry to break your fun, but I wanted to take this to the next level.” With that, Calum moved closer and pressed his lips to Adrian’s – and Adrian was experiencing his first man to man kiss. He got right into it, his hard-on throbbing in the half-opened front of his jeans as Calum taught him more and more. Calum had his hand fastened onto Adrian’s bulging boxers and was busily squeezing and rubbing Adrian’s giant handful as they made out. Now, he went gracefully down onto his knees and opened up the jeans, pulling down the shorts, wanting to suck this massive meat for himself. Calum wasn’t a bit more successful at taking it all than the older man downstairs, but judging by the moans pouring from Adrian’s mouth, this was not a problem. Suddenly, Adrian gave a small yelp of surprise and pleasure as Calum’s finger, wetted with spit, slid into his hole. He’d played with his ass himself, of course, but someone else’s finger in there took the game to a whole new level. Calum kept working him with finger (in back) and throat (in front) and Adrian’s moans got louder and more frequent. Calum stood up again, turned Adrian around and pushed him down onto the bed on all fours. He seized Adrian’s shoes and pulled them off, then followed with his jeans and boxers. Then he dived back into Adrian’s crack again, this time using finger and tongue together. When his probing, questing finger at last found Adrian’s magic button, Adrian cried out, “I can’t stop it – I’m going to shoot!” Calum quickly dived between his legs, rolling onto his back so he could get the quivering, jumping cock into his mouth. As soon as his lips closed around the head, Adrian exploded. The first spurt nearly filled Calum’s entire mouth. He gulped and swallowed, again, again, a fourth time, and still the sperm kept pulsing out. While he was sucking, he’d grabbed his own tool, given it three or four quick yanks, and exploded onto his own abs before dripping down onto the floor. Finally, he had to surrender and pull away, letting Adrian’s quivering tool fire out the last three or four squirts and then the drizzling aftermath onto his face. Calum pulled up and sat on the bed, then patted the sheet beside him as an invitation to Adrian to sit with him. Adrian leaned back against the wall, a dazed, all-gone smile on his face. “Damn, man, do you always shoot a gallon of cum like that?” “I don’t know. In case you hadn’t guessed, this is my first time with another guy.” “With that dick, and that kind of cumshot, you’re going to have the guys fighting over you wherever you go,” Calum said in an awed, respectful tone. Adrian laughed. The idea of being popular, in demand, wanted, needed, was so foreign to him that he had to laugh away his bafflement. But then Calum went on. “I’d love to have another round. I just don’t think I could take that dick of death in my hole. I’ve only ever been fucked a few times, and never by anything close to that huge.” “Do you want to fuck me?” “You’re joking.” “Do I look like I’m joking? It felt so incredible when you were rimming me and then had your finger inside me. I want to feel it all.” “So you’ve never been fucked.” “No. I told you, this is my first time.” “If you’re sure. I’ll be gentle. But it’s going to hurt.” “I don’t care. I want you to do me.” “Okay, then. Lie on your face.” Adrian did as he was told, and Calum went right to town on his hole again, using tongue and fingers – more than one finger now – to loosen his tight, virgin ass. Adrian continued moaning his pleasure as Calum worked him over. “Okay, I think you’re ready. Time to change places.” “Why?” “You’ll see.” Adrian got up, and Calum laid down on his back on the bed, his seven-inch cock standing up out of its nest of red hair. “Just plant your hole on it and sit down – at your own speed.” Adrian proceeded to do that. He straddled Calum, then placed the tip of Calum’s erection against his never-fucked ass pussy. And then he began to push. The pain made him cry out. Calum said, “Grab the lube – up there.” Adrian seized the small tube from the shelf, opened it, and smeared it over Calum’s dick and onto his own hole. Then he tried again, wincing at the pressure. After a few seconds, though, something gave way and, with one more searing flash of pain, Calum’s head was lodged inside Adrian’s body. “Oh my god!” Adrian cried out at the pain, but then he bit his tongue and pushed harder. This was what he wanted, a man’s cock inside his body, inside his ass, filling and stretching him. “Just hang on. Breathe deep breaths.” Good advice. Adrian took it. The waves of pain finally ebbed away until he could feel all the sensation of cock in his hole. “Fuck, that’s amazing.” “Okay, hold still,” With that, Calum began gently pushing up and then pulling down, and Adrian realized he was at last being fucked – and it felt incredible. As Calum’s tool pumped in and out of him, his own cock had filled up and was rock hard again, jumping up and down with each stroke. “Fuck, man, we gotta stop.” “Why, Calum?” “We forgot to use rubbers. And I’m about to cum.” “Fuck that. Keep going and give it to me. I want to feel your cum shooting inside me.” ‘If you’re sure….” “Quit talking and fucking fill me up!” Calum resumed pumping and after a few more thrusts he shot. And Adrian felt, for the first time, the sensation of his ass slowly turning wet as the cum spread around the head of Calum’s dick inside him. It was awesome – the most incredible sensation of this whole amazing night. Calum pushed him slowly upwards until his cock popped out, followed by a stream of cum as Adrian struggled to close up his newly-plundered man hole. He flopped down on the bed beside Calum, and then realized belatedly that he needed to cum again himself. He grasped his huge tool and began sliding his hand, but Calum stopped him. “Fuck, I don’t care how much it hurts. I want to get that thing inside me, and I want to get your load as well. Fair exchange!” He grabbed another tube of lube off the shelf, spread it around and into his hole, and then used his hand to grease up Adrian’s massive tool. Then he straddled Adrian, facing him, and proceeded to push that enormous log into his ass. Adrian stared in awe as the struggle was written all over Calum’s contorted features. His face turned red as he hissed and gasped for breath, but he was going to get that huge thing inside him no matter what. In another moment, Calum’s hole surrendered to the inevitable and Adrian racked up another in the day’s list of astonishing firsts – the sensation of feeling his cock inside another man’s ass. But he didn’t have long to enjoy it. Calum had only enough time to make the first two or three tentative movements on Adrian’s enormous shaft before that powerhouse dick convulsed and exploded into his straining hole. Once again, Adrian fired out an enormous quantity of seed in a series of powerful shots. Calum, meanwhile, was beating his cock like a madman and sprayed out a load all over Adrian’s face as Adrian finished cumming inside him. After they’d both calmed down, Calum led the way to the showers, and the two of them took turns washing and caressing each other, with Calum swatting away a couple of older guys who were getting a bit too pushy. Then he led Adrian back to the room where they could pull their clothes back on before leaving. Outside in the street, Adrian thanked Calum for an incredible evening. Calum winked, and said, “I think we’re both going to be sore for a week. With a dick like that, you ought to be in pictures.” Calum leaned in and the two of them kissed goodnight before going their separate ways. Across the street, Adrian’s brother Alex watched the two of them kissing under the sign of a well-known gay bar. Mentally, he was congratulating his kid brother. He wished he’d had the nerve to go in there too.

Have you ever been so high that you didnt quite understand the world around you? That was definitely M in that moment. So high his eyes were crossing. S and I were also really fucking high, I cant speak for S, but I was still able to comprehend what I was doing, even though I was in that state that my eyes were shaking and I had to concentrate really hard to be able to focus my vision on something. We had gone through almost 5 grams of MDMA in one night, and all of it was done either through our nose or up our assholes. I just watched two super masculine perfect bodied straight brothers fuck eachother. It was one of the most incredible sights Ive ever seen in my whole life. Ive since jerked off to what i witnessed multiple times. Its been about a week since this happened, and Ive been a little low while enduring the recovery from the amount of drugs that I consumed. But i need to let you all know how this night ended. After M got his asshole used by his older brother and I tried to get him to suck my cock, he started to come to a bit, he sat up and told us how intense that was. We talked about how crazy it felt to him to have his ass played with, and how he'd never done MDMA through his hole before, but that it made him want his hole to be filled. He told us how it made him so horny and his thoughts were racing and how he kept thinking about how he made girls feel and how he actually wanted to get fucked like them. I broke the news to him, that he was arching his back and how he was actually asking to get fucked when he was getting fingered. Then S told him that he fingered him a bit, and how when his cock got close to his hole, he pushed his ass back on S's cock. M was shocked. Not horrified or anything, but couldn't believe that he wanted to get fucked, and really couldn't believe that his brother was who fucked him. We were still really high on MDMA, which makes you very empathetic and understandjng and open to new things. I think that's what was happening inside M and S's minds. We all kept talking about how crazy it was that M actually got his ass played with and fucked. S kept saying how he'd never fucked ass before tonight and how it felt so different than he thought it would. Its so much deeper than a pussy, and how he can fuck an ass so much harder than a pussy. I made a comment on how his cock was so fucking big and how i bet most girls wouldnt be able to take it as hard as I watched him fuck M. He just laughed and said most girls can hardly take his full length, let alone let him actually fuck them hard. He said mostly he has to jerk his cock off in order to cum. I educated M and S that for men, it actually feels better when you get fucked by a big cock. The stretch in your ass and your gut is when it feels really good. M spoke up in agreement, from his personal experience. S's cock was resting between his legs and started to swell. I noticed it and made a comment like, "I see your enjoying the conversation." Or something like that. He said, "Yeah, kinda." He pulled his cock up and kinda flicked it and let it fall back between his legs. I looked over at M and his cock was also starting to harden. He saw my eyes drift from his face down to his cock and he kinda laughed, but his eyes were a bit deviant. I asked him if he would let me suck his cock. He said sure and I bent down and took his cock in my hand. M's cock was thick with a fat head on it. It was thick and straight all the way down from the head to the root. It had one big vein that went right in the middle of the cock as well and he wasnt even fully hard yet. I sucked his head and ran my tongue around the rim of his cock head. He let out a light moan while I went all the way down on his cock. I felt M put his hands on my head. Then S's hands on my back. S asked his brother if it felt good. And M just said, "Yeah...fuck..." and kinda let his voice trail off at the end. I looked over at S and ask him if i could suck him too? He nodded and spread his legs apart, granting me full access to his cock. I pulled off of M and moved my head between S's legs and started sucking his cock. Noticing the difference in length between the brothers. I could only get about halfway down S's cock before it hit the back of my throat. I kept jerking M off while I sucked on S. Both of them were moaning and sighing. Letting me know how good it felt to have their cocks getting worked on simultaneously. I was in fucking heaven. My hole was so open, it was still wet from the fucks and loads that I'd taken earlier in the night, and I was praying that I would get both of these brothers cocks and loads inside me. I went back and forth between their cocks. M's fat cock that was as thick around as it was long, and S's long cock that was making me gag. As I was sucking S i was jerking and playing with M's balls. And when I was suvking M, i was doing the same with S. I started to moan and arch my back more and more. Not so subtly hinting that i wanted one of them to play with my hole while I sucked them. M got the hint first and moved behind me while i sucked his brother. He started with his fingers probing my hole. It felt so good. The MDMA that I'd got pushed in my hole earlier made my hole sensative and hungry as fuck. I wanted to be filled more than anything I'd ever wanted in my life up to that point. I moaned louder to let him know i wanted him. He got four fingers inside my pussy and I was pushing back hard on his hand. I saw the poppers on the couch, took the cap off and brought them to my nose. I took 4 huge deep hits off them. S reached out and took them from me and also took two big hits. I started to go to town on S's cock while M worked over my hole. My moans were muffled while I had S's cock in my mouth. I pulled my head off his cock and turned my head to M and said how fucking good it felt to have him stretch me. Then i turned my attention back to S's cock. I buried it as deep as I could in my thoat. I gagged on it and at the same time, i felt my hole release and let more of M's hand inside my pussy. And M let out a, "Holy fuck!" His hand had slipped all the way inside me. I was getting fisted for the first time in my life. It was driving me crazy. The fullness. The absoutle stretch to my maximum capacity. Ive never felt such an intense feeling. I was seeinf stars. I know that expression had been used before, but it was true. I actually saw stars. It was an immense feeling of pleasure and pain at the same time. I couldn't believe that I had actually gotten a whole hand inside my ass. I had fantasized about it so many times. Watched countless porns of men taking fists or even multiple fists, while i rode dildos and gooned on poppers, but it was actually happening to me. I was the being the biggest slut in the world in that moment. I fucking loved it. I had to take big deep breaths and let S's cock fall out of my mouth. I looked up at him and the look of shock snd curiosity on his face drove me wild. I was smiling and wincing in pain. Then the reality set in and I begged M to please take his hand out. "Please...please...slow...slow....oh my god." I kept begging, until he slowly pulled his hand out of my ass. I let my head fall into S's lap and just allowed my hole to recover. I was taling deep breaths and giving meaningless laughs. I was in disbelief of what just happened. And let out a final, "Fuuuucck." And my body just collapsed fully. But as my body kind of limped to the floor, M pressed his cock in my loose pussy. His cock was so fucking fat, like a soda can. He shoved it all the way in and i was rushed back into that intense state. S put the poppers back under my nose and I hit them again. And again. And again. He passed them to M and he took some hits, then S took some hits. I gobbled down S's cock again while M went wild fucking my hole. I was so fucking loose. The fuck sounded so sloppy. Wet and loose is all i can say to describe it. His thick cock was digging out my asshole. Pounding it hard and deep. I could feel every time he pumped into me. He wpuld pull all the way out and plunge all the way back in. Each time my hole would get a big stretch around the immense girth of his cock. I was moaning like a little bitch while i was throating his brother's big cock. S grabbed my head and held it in place and started pounding away at my face while M was completely destroying my hole. My muscle butt was absolutely getting ruined. I lost track of time and how long this was going on. I was in a disociated state, complete ecstasy, my mind was no longer in my body, i had let go and was allowing my body to experience the total joy of being used for other mens pleasure. I was having anal orgasm after anal orgasm. My whole body was tingling. I was so sensative. I was jusy a hole for these two perfect men. The loud moan of M brought me back to my body. He was fucking my pussy like a jack hammer. Pounding me relentlessly. His cock was stiffer than before, i was pushing my pussy out, meeting him with every thrust. I could tell he was close. Even though it was hurting my hole, i didnt want to stop. I wantes to bring him to full climax and take his load inside me. The slapping of his skin against mine was keeping me so fucking horny. His brother still fucking my throat. Then he said it. "Oh fuck...im cumming. Im Cumming. Im cumming." As he unloaded inside me and his thrusts slowed. I did it. I took my 3rd load of the night. I was so fucking exhausted. That fist and fuck had me spent. But there was still one more fuck I wanted. I needed that massive cock inside me. I wantes the final load to fill me up. I lifted my head off S's cock and turned around. I archdd my back to show S my loose, cum filled pussy, as I cleaned off M's cock. I tasted the multiple loads and my ass juices. It was so fucking good. I couldn't wait to get my next cock.

M came and sat on the couch with S and I. I already felt so horny after taking ywo strangers loads in front of my teo straight friends. And now, here I was sitting in between these two very sexy straight guys on the couch. Ive been in some pretty slutty situations, but this was one of my sluttiest Ive ever felt. M dumped the rest of the drugs on the coffee table in front of us. He started cutting it up into lines for us. We didnt really say much, s just had his head laying back on the couch, he looked very relaxed. I had my hand resting on his thick, muscular thigh. I was tracing one of his veins with my index finger. The music was still going, and it actually allowed me to really start to lose myself. I reach my other hand out and found M's back with my eyes closed. He was leaned forward cutting up the lines. I started caressing his back and it felt amazing putting my hands on these two guys bodies. M sat up and I opened my eyes. He grabbed the bill off the table and rolled it up. He leaned forward again and took a rail from the fat railes on the table. He passed the bill to S, who also took the fattest line on the table. He then turned to me to pass me the bill. I told him I dont think I can take anymore up my nose. And he just smiled at me. "You want another one up your ass dont you?" I didnt say anything and they both just chuckled. "Then get up." S said. So i stood up and bent over the couch, I arched my back and presented my hole. S spanked my ass and got up behind me. He scooped up a line from the table onto the bill. He told me to arch more and get my hole in the air. He'll dump the line on my hole and finger it in, but he didn't want me to drop any. So i turned any put my chest on the couch seat and arched as hard as I could. My back was straining from arching so deep. I felt him dump the chunky powder on my hole, then I felt a fat finger pushing against my hole. It slowly penetrated my used wet hole. I started moaning instantly. It felt so good to have something inside me. I wanted to be full again. It burned a little, but more of a warmijg sensation than a burn. It felt fucking incredible. I felt more hands on my back. Rubbing and caressing. Running up and down my spine as my hole was being fingered. I was pushing my ass back, meeting each thrust of his finger. I needed it deeper. Fuck, i wanted more. I asked him if he could use more fingers. "Damn, how many you want?" S replied with a laugh. "As many as you can fit. It feels so fucking good." My hole was so fucking hungry. I just kept thinking about fucking slutty I was being. And about the time I was gangbanged while blindfolded. And all the other times I had been so high and so slutty. I wanted raw cocks and cum. I wanted my hole stretched by as many men I could get. All of these dirty thoughts were rushing through my mind as S pushed two, then three, then 4 fingers into me. "Fuck man, you want me to keep going?" I could tell he was kind of impressed. "Yes please..." was all I could say. He continued to push 4 fingers into my hole. We started to find the rythym with the music. I was moaning and telling him how fucking amazing it felt. Then I felt a hand cupping my balls. I looked bavk and it was M. He was actually touching my balls and cock. My straight buddy was interested in doing more. His curiosity must have taken over after his ass was tongued snd fingered and the MDMA started to really kick in. I asked him if he wanted to try. He smile and said, "sure..." His voice was a little unsure, but he said yes, and I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity. I stood up and turned around to face the brothers. I leaned in and kissed S and thanked him for his service. We kind of laughed a bit and he said, "no problem man. I kinda liked it too." I told M to bend over like I was. And he did. His massive ass was fully in the air. His perfect tight pink asshole was completely on display. S couldn't take his eyes off of it. I asked S if he could get the line from ghe table for me, so I could eat his hole and get it wet enough to push my finger into. He obliged and I went to town. M was practially yelling his moans were so loud. His face was pressed so hard into the couch, thank god, otherwise the neighbors would have thought someone was being torchered. S had the line ready on the bill, so i reluctantly lifted my face out of his hole and let S dump the line onto the now semi open wet hole. I slowly slide my finger into his willing pussy. He was still moaning. He kinda jumped a bit at the initial entry, but started to calm down a bit and got into the feeling of my finger inside him. As I felt his hole start to relax, i put a second finger inside him. I heard S snorting a line from table. I assumed it was probably too much for him to watch my stretching his brothers hole out with my fingers. I pulled out my index and middle fingers from his hole slowly, watching his pussy close after removing them from him. I went in with three. His moans didnt increase. He was taking it so well. I cpuld tell the molly was taking effect. He was definitely enjoying his hole being played with. I started to bend my fingers and massage his prostate. He really loved that. Moaning and pushing his ass back onto my hand, his back arching so hard. It was one of the sexiest things Ive ever seen. His body was perfection. Such a masculine man loving his pussy played with. I increaded to 4 fingers. His hole was completely stretched to the maximum. From never being played with, to having 4 fingers inside his hole, he was in heaven. I tried to put in my thumb too, he jumped and yelped. "No, no, no, i don't think I can." But then his body relaxed again, and I continued. I pushed forward, and he was pushing back onto my hand. Fuck...he really wanted it. I know that feeling, wanting more. Wanting to have your hole completely stretched and open. Then, i felt S put his hand on my shoulder. His other hand slowlybstarted to rub my arm. The arm who's fingers were currently in his brother's pussy. It slowly made its way down to his brother's hole and he slid his middle finger into his brother's open hole. I pulled my fingers out and S put 4 of his fingers in. M's face was still buried in the couch cushions, he was unaware that his brother was thr one who was now opening up his pussy. Holy Fuck, i couldn't believe what was happening. This was a first for me. Ive been in lots of really crazy and hot situations, but this was a first. And it really fucking turned me on. I looked up at S and he was fixated on his brother's hole. I think he was also shocked at what he was doing, but he didnt stop. He continued. Putting his fingers in his brother's incredible ass, then pulling them out. Putting them in and pulling them out. M was in ecstasy. He was rocking back and forth on his brother's hand, it looked like he was trying to get the whole thing inside his pussy. I just watched in awe, then i moved my hand to S's cock and slowly jerked him while he was working over his brother's hole. I started to make out with him deep with lots of tongue. S was definitely turned on. He was letting go of all his inhibitions and letting himself go and making out with me so deeply. I dropped to my knees and started sucking S's cock. I wanted to get him hard. I wanted to see where else this would go. I started feeling around on his hole while i sucked his cock. Then i slid my middle finger inside him while sucking his cock and playing with my own hole. My hole was so slick and hungry from the loads and the mdma. I was taking S's massive cock all the way down my throat. I had never been this fucking horny before. He was starting to grow in my mouth. He was getting harder and harder as I sucked and played with his hole. When he was almost fully hard, as hard as I think he could get under the circumstances, i stood up and made out with him again and started jerking his cock. I looked at the table and noticed that the couple had left their poppers, so i grabbed them and took a hit, then gavr them to S and he took a big hit too. Then i moved down to M and gently lifted his head and he saw me, in front of him and couldn't quite understand how i was in front of him and also fingering him as well. I just put the poppers under his nose and told him to take a deep hit. Which he did. Then i put it under his other nostril and told him to hit again. He did. Then one more. He did. He started really pushing back on his brothers hand, he really wanted to get his hole wrecked. I moved back to S and we made out some more while i jerked him off again. Then i pulled his cock to his brother's hole. At first he resisted, but then he allowed me to move his cock closer. His big cock was lined uo with his brother's hole while he continued to finger fuck him. M was moaning and talking to himself. "Yes... fuck...oh my god....my fucking hole...oh my fucking god...fuck my hole...im such a dirty slut..." he was obviously lost in his own world with the MDMA and poppers. Throwing his ass back and moaning. S pulled his fingers out and M pushed back into his brother's cock. He took it all the way down to the base in one go. He let out a loud moan. He fucking loved the cock inside him. And S has a big cock. Its 8.5 inches long and reasonably thick. S was in shock. He just froze. He couldnt believe what was happening. M continued to fuck himself on his brothers cock. Pulling all the way off and back down on it. I just stood back and watched. I opened the poppers and gave another hit to S. And then another. And then another. He was hitting them so deep. Aftet the last one, he put his hands on his brothers hips and actually started fucking him. God damn, this was the hottest thing Id ever seen. I went back to M and gave him another few hits from the poppers. He was still in a complete haze. I dont think alhe actually understood who was fucking him. His eyes were closed tight as he concentrated on the cock in his hole and thr pleasure of being fucked. They worked a good rythym to the heavy beat that was playing. They were both flying so high that they were just in their own worlds and I watched them completely losing themselves. I reached down and put my fingers in M's mouth. He willingly opened up and let me explore his mouth with my fingers. I moved in front of him and sat down. I pointed my cock toward his mouth to see if he would suck it. I rubbed thr head of my cock on his lips, but he just moved his face around it. I rubbed my cock all over his face, but he didnt suck it. He just wanted it in his ass. I rubbed his sweating back and enjoyed watching his brother wreck his hole. He was really pounding him now. M was taking it so hard and deep. I couldn't believe it. I then moved behind M and joing S. S pulled out and I slid my cock inside him. My dick is nowhere near as big as S, but M loved that too. But I could tell that he was starting to come back to his body again. He wasnt as enthusiastic as before. I pulled out and started fingering him again, but he slowly raised up to his hands and knees and looked back at me. "Holy fuck! That was intense. I didnt know I could do that. Thanks man!" S and I just looked at eachother and laughed. I told him that was the booty bump and poppers. It makes getting your hole played with very fucking intense. He gave a forced laugh and said, "damn, i guess." I dont thìnk he understood that it was his brother's cock he was riding. But that's something Ill never forget.

This story was original submitted to my old buds blog. It was written by MascBottomForTop (mugenk24euro@tmail.com) who describes himself as "21, 5'5, 120lbs, masculine and athletic, not a twink or boi. Can be sub or fem for the right guy..." Well I met this guy on adam around September of this year. He's a real cutie. About 5'11 160lbs athletic build. A jack of all trades, he could fix or replace almost anything in a house or car which turned me on bigtime. I love a man that works with his hands. He's older than I am by about 11 years (I'm 21). We flirted for 3 months sending texts and emails. I would drool over his cock picks. Its a monster 9x6 inches. The biggest I had before him was only 6.5 so I knew I was in for a world of pain but I wanted him and he wanted me. So this Christmas weekend he invited me over to his place in LA and I didn't really feel like driving that far after work but something in me told me to go so I did. And there he was, much better looking in person and the sexiest voice I've heard in a long time. He made me an awesome ceasar salad and cooked the best lasagna I've ever tasted (he knew it was my favorite). We watched Top Gear episodes on BBC for a while and chatted about all kinds of political and social subjects before I decided to make a move. I moved closer to him on the couch and put my head on his shoulder like I was tired (damn he smelled good) and he put his arm around me. I started kissing his neck and he must have known what I was doing because he grabbed me by the hips and lifted me up to carry me to the bedroom. Our clothes flew off then he put me face down and kissed me all over ultimately ending up tongue deep in my ass. The sensation felt so good I had goosebumps everywhere. Then he flipped me over and sat on my chest to present his fat cock. I immediately gobbled down as much as I could and let him probe my throat, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper until his balls were about an inch from my chin. I couldn't take anymore. I wanted him inside my hole and he could see it. So he flipped me over once again and slobbered all over my hole getting me soaking wet making me twitch it closed and open with every lick. He reached for some lube and a condom, put it on and slowly tried to stick me but it burned almost like icy hot. I told him to take it off and he said "I don't have anymore condoms..." Two things ran thru my mind, the first being I've never done it without a condom and the second I really didn't want to ruin the moment. I sat and thought about it knowing I had been tested negative 3 month prior and he had showed me his negative results before so what the hell... I said "I want u inside me now" that's all it took. He somehow someway managed to slide balls deep inside me. There was no pain at all. It felt so good without the condom. His smooth cock sliding in and out teasing my hole at first then slamming it in stabbing at my prostate. It didn't take me long to cum I didn't even touch myself. Just held on to the edge of the bed as he took control of my hole and made it his. I could feel his big balls slapping my ass and I squeezed my muscles tighter around his cock which he loved. It felt like we had been together for years. It wasn't a simple pounding, he made love to me and at the same time made it known this was HIS hole. I could barely keep myself from screaming. About an hour went by he started pumping harder, deeper, faster... I knew he was going to cum and as he pulled back to take it out I pushed back to keep it inside. Then it happened. He gripped my ass hard with his hands and let out the deepest moan I've ever heard. He leaned forward and layed down on top of me pumping slowly as the cum flowed out inside me. His cock throbbing with every shot. I knew from that day forward I would always let him cum inside me.